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-Artificial Intelligence
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, theyre enemies just toying with me
Ill show them power they cant even describe
The network is in my mind, their
guns my humble servants
I will defend myself in all the possible ways
Thats how the war begun-no defence held
Its was the
power that non would defy
Open your eyes and read what is written
These pages contain the tales of my kind
Dont make the
mistakes that erase our future
In your hands I leave this, my own Testament