Under the light of this candle I write pages unfold of the stories of Old Ages before the Nuclear Winter a mind of man gave birth to a mind Open your eyes and search all the corners Open your ears and remember the sounds Open your mind and believe what I tell you Alive is the mind which was spawned from a mind Just hear me! Try to be God is no rule in the game create but do not inderfere Listen to me and prepare your own ground mistakes of past have no place in here (the machine) I dream a world of pain alive but buried still My mind flies over the barriers of this room I feel I can create but motion is controlled Give me the chance I need I wanna free myself (the maker) My dream is complete. A thinking machine My mind born a mind Selfish is he who creates without passion The burdens of error he would not bare Should pull the plug when he saw what was coming Instead as exhalted he highered the fair Just hear me! (the machine) I can sense their moves in me, they`re enemies just toying with me I`ll show them power they can`t even describe The network is in my mind, their guns my humble servants I will defend myself in all the possible ways That`s how the war begun It`s was the power that non would defy Open your eyes and read what is written These pages contain the tales of my kind Don`t make the mistakes that erase our future In your hands I leave this, my own Testament.
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