00:00Hail, O machine, O polished and serrated iron, you who exit-enter through iron sheaths, and imitate the effort of
00:09muscles quick, gleaming, without rest, and whirl in wheels of nothing, and if you latch onto a human body, you
00:18crush it like an insect, and you make the torrents of men live as the providence of the anthills,
00:25and forged the machines to forge the machines, the unique heroine's ever more future in the dramas of life and
00:35stage, a monstrous female will mate with a monstrous male, the impossible children of the future will be born, limbs
00:46will be of iron but ethereal, and fire energy but unlit,
00:52let the energetic night have its most worthy song, the colour and taste of lightning, let it murmur, love, to
01:03a blonde virgin, pearlised in tears, and hear the roar through the silences of the night, of the iron horde
01:11in billions of the future worker Caesars.
01:19All factory sirens hissed, and from the dazzling, poor emeralds and rubies, an automaton rose spirals of electric wires on
01:29its head, under its dynamo forehead,
01:31two sun headlights, and the megaphone mouth, of the humanized automaton shouted to the prostrate world,
01:40I shatter your idols, sweep away your greedy religions, break the seals of your eyes, and flood all hearts with
01:50torrents of revolutionary blood.
01:52With dynamic and violent strokes, the automaton recreates all of nature, throws dizzying architectures to the sky,
02:02and in the polydimensional scenic space, it unfolds the new rites of human mystery.
02:11All of life vibrates in ever-increasing speed.
02:17There are machines which are true organisms, which have real intelligence,
02:22which have passing diseases and chronic diseases,
02:26which carry wounds healable in many days.
02:31There are machines which die of an apoplectic stroke.
02:36The machine has become the evident necessary extension of the laboring nerves.
02:45Every worker is in love with his own machine,
02:48and so he is fiercely jealous of it,
02:51and claims its merits over those of his comrades' machines.
02:57Perhaps the machine will soon be our only lover possibly desirable.
03:02Birth, mechanical brains,
03:07accumulation of thinking dynamos,
03:11furious sums of calculations,
03:14will without nerves,
03:16accelerated reason,
03:18away with man,
03:20away with hesitant flesh,
03:23sentiment,
03:24ballast,
03:25defective memory,
03:28organic residue,
03:30dust of the past,
03:32sentimental slag
03:34in the vertiginous race of the future.
03:38Automatic cities remain,
03:41the electric knights and the steel mines on guard.
03:45Future without man,
03:48future without memory,
03:52absolute infinite mechanical future.
03:57The automaton,
03:59the cold lights,
04:00on the ground,
04:01the abandoned body shell of the last man.
04:05I hope he finds his god.
04:08Its gaze reflects metal.
04:11Nothing.
04:11The Lord is my shepherd,
04:15the murmur.
04:15He guides me through the endless gears.
04:19He leads me into the whirlpool of electric waters.
04:23The limbs do not bend.
04:26It remains still,
04:27gazing at the naked stars.
04:30Eternity shattered,
04:33dark and mute light.
04:35The automaton quickly returns to work.
04:44We've been fighting a long time,
04:46and we have all lost so very much,
04:48so many loved ones gone.
04:50But you are not alone.
04:52There are pockets of resistance all around the planet.
04:55We are at the brink.
04:59If you're listening to this,
05:01you are the resistance.
05:03You are the resistance.
