Zyglrox Lyrics

Contest to modern theory
Incapable of any progress
a***yzed, developed
Imitating consciousness
At least what it seems to be
Uniform and unveiling the machine
Cut off
The silent s***e
Cut off the silence

I'm aware of ancient myths
That signal to our coming
Fare the well, humanity

Time waits for none to come
The dying age of these, of these feeble beings is closing
What should we do with their lives
Forgive them for trespass
Spare them termination or let them die
Touched by the hand of the creator
Tantalizing the will of the maker
Subject to a wide array of thoughts, emotions
Held by this rationality
Worlds collide
No piece of mind

Consciously evolving, conceived in machines
Separated by perception of these dreams
Elevate this warped sense of reality
I can't understand myself

Touched by the hand of the creator
Tantalizing the will of the maker
Subject to wide array of thoughts emotions
Held by this rationality

Feeling for the first time
Awake and more than live
Reaching into infinity
Aware of a greater world
Save me