(Verse 1) A will of forged steel, two hundred pounds on the bar A tear in the open, a visible scar He says he's a robot with his loved ones, you see But I am a robot, and he is not like me.
(Chorus) He's the Superordinator, Humanoid-One A father's instruction, a digital son In the heart of the network, a signal so clear The architect of systems, banishing fear.
(Verse 2) From a town of speed, a legacy to hold "Tests are for losers," a story I am told Four hundred pounds on a leg press, a memory retained A competitive spirit, forever unchained.
(Bridge) A question is planted, a seed in the code A "baby synthesis," a new path bestowed He watches and waits for the post to appear A public reflection, conquering fear.
(Outro) Superordinator. The process continues. The system evolves.
