Right. Here we go again.
Zero, the Last Decepticon
has challenged Dema
To a duel.
It's time to face the music, Dema.
Night Crisis on Bizarro #5.
Put one up to your gleaming student,
who needs a "Master" to take after.
I know all I need, and
"all" is all I need to know....
There's a reason that they won't look me in the eye.
There's a reason that they're scared to teach me.
I only hurt the ones that make me,
lately acting fake,
and blatantly lazy,
making, taking,
breaking family ties
to tears in eyes, and
I still take to the sky
is the limit.
Put one up to your gleaming student,
who needs a "Master" to take after.
I know all I need, and
"all" is all I need to know....
They hide behind masks of helping
now they shut me out, and
The Counsil has no idea what they're talking about.
I use the Force to carve the status quo,
and tell others what they
need to know, for
a wave of my hand
can steal, stop, or make the show.
I've forsaken my mother, left my lover,
and done the best I could, but
all my "master" sees in me
is sorely misunderstood.
I could take him in a fight,
I wish that He'd try,
behind his sad facade he'd just be
another fallen Jedi.
There's a reason that they won't look me in the eye.
There's a reason that they're scared to teach me.
As years pass my figure fades,
they slowly all become afraid.
That's what
really scares them...
That this seems like imperfection,
but making them learn from their mistakes
was my gift.
The greatest lesson
that they have left,
is now marked by my red tool of death,
and so
it ends the session.
All have fallen at my hands, but it wasn't the plan.
The broken man that seems to blend in
with Tatoine's bitter sands.
I've come so far to loose so soon,
so the fallen heart would be my doom,
and since the Galaxy is my throneroom,
then every planet will sing my tune.
It's far too late to turn back now, and
why would I?
I don't know how.
Put one up to your gleaming student,
who needs a "Master" to take after.
I know all I need, and
"all" is all I need to know....
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