Say what?
Just kill you now?
The grave?
C'mon man!
That would be a waste of a perfectly good slave.

We got plans for you son.
The others too
It's no secret.
We know how much you dig secrecy.
Sneak on this
You're simply just a body.
Not you per se.
Your kind
You ain't jack
It's all in your freaking mind

We were players long before you were aware of a game
Trash!
We knew you before you even had a name
It's not an accident
It wasn't fate that ruined your life
Didn't take a gun
No poison
Didn't take a knife
Your species greatest weakness
The easiest way achieve vex
The fairest.
The opposite sex
All the women you care about
Young and old
Will eventually head south
We'll make them laugh
Make them cry
Make them suffer
Abandon your ass
Make you watch them die

A second chance?
Please!
This isn't my mother's old-time dance
How many times have we heard soon?
Tell me?
What have you done, since the moon?
You've laid the bull on so damn thick
Truth and lies, aids and spies
All that shtick
Most of your kind don't think I'm real
They'll be in shackles and deep space before
You hear the first pathetic wail 

On my world in the shadows of a binary star
Mindless drones
Prepping my vessels for another bloody war
Uncle Jim was right
It's genetics man
Big and strong
A natural tan 
Born to labor under the sun
Not that the others won't fit
To each his own
Every thespian has his or her bit.
John, Paul, Mary, Rob
Whatever…
Living solely for the job
From the cradle to the grave
One of many…
An insignificant slave

Should I?
I don't even care about my crew
The dust on my oldest helmet,
Means more to me than you
There was a time when we had a queen
Stumbled and lost
Paid back the piper
Whatever the cost
That was then
This is now…
All paroles will eventually end
And…
When the sky opens up and the ships begin to fall
When Galaexy begins to sing
When the children stand
On the throne, sits a brand new king
And if they thought Ayndria was mean, 
Please stand by…
Many more will suffer and legions will die
Draco!
A dragon prancing in the mud
Interested in two things
Revenge and blood

Guess what?
You can go home now.
It's not your time
This will be just another vague dream.
When you wake up.
That's how it'll seem
Really?
My bad, I wasn't trying to impress.
Dumb ass!
Perhaps we should regress.
But, enough of the bull.
My craw for now is just about full
Go back to the keyboard and the dimly lit screen
Hunch in your crawl space
Pretend that you aren't a “has been”

We will meet again when the lights turn to blue
And remember son…
It's not about you

Tell the missus and the mistress we said hi
Ha Ha
Or should I?
Live long and prosper we don't want you to die

We have plans for you
Not you per se.
But…


 
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