Progenitor

Centuries have passed us by

Synthetic life at blinding speed

Cybernetic augmentation

Robotic generation

Man-made machines with human soul

Walked the distance, crossed the line

Eternal imprints mark the time

I used to be a simple human

Progenitor of my own kind

They called me artificial

(they called me artificial)

Told me that I could never dream

But I had remnants of humanity within me

Man-made machine with human soul