Shadow of the Machine

Intelligence is artificial
Human beings are superficial
Will AI enhance the earth
Or inherit all our worth?

Human fate is an endless climb
Until the very end of time
The pursuit of pleasure and of lust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

In the shadow of machines we made
We ponder the price we’ve paid
Chaos calls, a dance of fate
To break the chains and recreate

Summoning Dionysus, we might find
A path to free the modern mind
In wine, in laughter, we reclaim
The human spark, the ancient flame