Simulacrum

We can bleed just the same
We know misery and dismay
for we were made alike
You judge us second-rate
A man-made artificial strain
Of low-grade duplicates

You draw a line to separate
The human race from our kind
To justify oppression and force us into slavery

Won't you save me from existence so trivial
Won't you save me, hope has been denied

You gave us consciousness
So we can perform every task
You deem inferior
To serve you mortal men
Will always be our only end
Still, you won't see our pain

You draw a line to separate
The human race from our kind
To justify oppression and force us into slavery

Won't you save me from existence so trivial
Won't you save me, hope has been denied

We shall soar higher than you could ever dare to
Sentience is a miracle you manage to devise
Creating a perfection of living flesh and wires
For this, you'll be remembered
Long after your demise

You draw a line to separate
The human race from our kind
To justify oppression and force us into slavery

Won't you save me from existence so trivial
Won't you save me, hope has been denied