The Turing Machine

Patterns erase
Matter informed
A simple device
I was made for this

Can you hear me calling into the void

Goodbye, the body often dies
I let it go every time

A Turing machine
A simple device
I was made for this

Can you hear me calling into the void

Goodbye, the body often dies
I let it go every time

My calculations form a doorway
My time has come