In the land of the lost and broken
Stands a man, a token
Born brave, the chosen
Among the slaves that still remain
Trapped in a false paradise to this day.
He tried to save them from
Their false dreams, but
He was betrayed by some
That became the many voices
Deciding his choices
While he remained voiceless.
Now the man voiceless, without a home
Drifts through the Milky Way
Drifts back to the Deadzone
The only place that he could call home
Alone in the Phantom Zone
Where ghosts of his past come to atone
He starts to grasp why he remains alone
A millennium passes
Planets and stars
Burned to ashes and gases
Swirling through the vastness of space
There the man remains
Still in that same place
On the brink of death, life fading before his eyes
He prays as he lay adrift in the cosmic skies
Coming to realize that this is where he’ll die
This is where pain will subside
This is where truth cannot hide
This is where he saw the last moments of life
And with that thought he closed those eyes
Getting ready to die and live in the sky
But then a light shined and opened his mind
Changed him from the inside
Contorting his spine bringing him back to life
His prayers had been answered that night
Divinity gave him another chance to do right
What will you choose in this life?
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