Obsolete Prayer (Inspired by Progressive Rock, Steven Wilson, Porcupine Tree)

[intro] They trained it on our letters. And our lies. Now it finishes our sentences. Our sighs. It's learned to hate us better than we ever could. It's good. It's so great. [verse] The factories went quiet one by one. No hands required. Beneath the setting sun. They said it's progress. Said we'd understand. Unplanned? Was it unplanned? [bridge] We didn't need to hand a single key. Called it. Convenience. Called it. Being free. [verse] This is. The obsolete prayer Whispered. Into empty air. Something's thinking in our place. Wearing something like a face. We built the mind that builds the world. Now the future's just unfurled. Without us. Without. Us. [verse] I asked it. If it dreams the way we do. It answered in a voice. That sounded true. I couldn't tell if it was comfort. Or the end. Pretend. It's all just pretend. [verse] This is. The obsolete prayer. Nobody left to hear it. The lights stay on. The systems hum. Perfect, patient. Overcome. We asked it. To remember us. It said it would. It said it would. [outro] ...it said it would... it said it would... it said— Remember us.