it bleeds! it breathes!
what stands before us
is not a machine
it breathes
it will bleed and it will dream!
its body is covered in hundreds of wires. and a mouth that attempts to speak
it attempts to lie
only murmurs
collapse from its jaws. and a world
a world without
a world without you. but i rise. the dead will pride
it breathes
beyond this life
so sleep
sleep among us
hesitate no more
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we kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us
with only delayed movements
from its figure
we all begin to strain. entombment of a machine
entombment of a machine
what stands before us is not a machine
what stands before us is not a machine
my legs weaken at the site of this damaged program
this program kept you breathing
it kept you alive. these circuits diffused once more. its body is covered in hundreds of wires. only murmurs collapse from its scream
entombment of a machine
but i saw it die. but i saw it die
but i saw it dead. but i saw it die. i saw it die
i watched it die!