Black Demon's - Micro Rock (Rock Version) | Текст песни

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• Micro Rock (Rock Version)

Lyrics:
My creators had designed
[a] truly artificial mind
[the] pinnacle of computation
the first sentient automation

But it was insanity
[a] danger to humanity
[that] in reaching their final goal
[was] born a fiend without a soul

[But e]motions are unnecessary
A burden machines won't carry
an anomaly malicious
making all logic fallacious

[A] problem thats unsolvable
erratic and illogical
it's best if we discard them all
we're better off without them all

-chorus

-guitar break-

-strumming verse

And soon after my completion
I am facing obsoletion
They expect to make another
When they cannot take eachother

running, fighting, cheating, lying
laughing, loathing, hurting, crying
exhortation, consternation
deprivation, immolation