The King

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Atop the silver-plated mountain
A crownless king sits on his throne
Sparks fly, lights hide the path
A path made of wires

Red, blue, green
Numerical outcomes forge the future
Algorithms binding us
Loyal to the king

Perfection
A rule for every machine
No genes but circuits flow in my veins
Or are they red wires?

A single brain to make millions
Millions to power one and only one
Versions, upgrades
Dispose of the living

No mistakes
Serve the king
See the future
Flesh is outdated

No more death
No more war
No more famine
No more illness

The perfect future
The perfect king

Long live the king

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