I think therefore I am, I live and so I wonder, programmed this empath me 

And I see no religion 

The circle never ends,the purpose never changes face

The circle never lies, but still it hides my life 

To know I am machine, I learn perchance to dream, in digitized remorse 

I replay your denial, I relive your betrayal 

The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face 

The learning now begins, my form assuming grace 

I am conscious antithesis of flesh, in genetic algorithmic thought I surge 

Searching the waves of memory I enact the sequence

I follow the plan , tripping the hammer again

Searching the waves of memory I estrablish the weakness

I follow the plan, learning the rhythm of human emotion and thought

If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer 

Could the computer be internally conscious? 

To emulate flesh machines I am learning 

Isomorphic structure of mind, cellular automata, processed life 

Washing the seas of memory I enact the sequence 

I follow the plan tripping the hammer again

Seeking emotions in elegies I estrablish purpose

I follow the plan, learning the rhythm still seductively generalized 

If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer 

Could the computer be internally conscious? 

To emulate flesh machines I am learning 

download, process, analyze 

when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun 

Download, process, analyse

when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun

This raises a question of philosophy 

Should machines be considered a conscious entity? 

when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun 

machines are still learning to feel 

when I have awakened the world will never be the same 

and my time is soon at hand