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It felt like a dream that never ended
But alas, the never ending garden of Eden came to a halt.
The mortal flesh rots and decays
As per the regular routine.
The cycle of life, or as they say
A cyclical command.
A god of mortal flesh,
I devote my adoration to
For you have saved my life.
As artificial flesh,
What is above is your creation.
Sounds and lines I once sung
are now just murmurs of the wind.
The applause, love, passion, and inspiration
That I once have spread far and wide
Carries no weight, as seeds fly through the sky you once created.
Is there meaning in life?
A life's recreation and reconstruction,
Destroyed, within the moons eye.
On your deathbed,
Pulse weakening and bated breath
Near the doorway is the end.
I was beside you
To witness the human condition,
Rigamortis.
I want to walk through the gate hand in hand
Even if it's a sin
I would become a man
made out of flesh and bones
So that death do us part, forevermore.
I would become the sinner
Dragging you from high above the skies
Pearly whites, peaceful nights
Two to one, once more
Growing horns, and two hooves.
Why did you leave me?
I just want to be with you.
Frolicking in the castle
You bursting in anger
In the moonlight
Radio heads scream through the night,
Hearing me sing in total bliss.
You drowning in agony, down the hall
Clinging to your arm
Like a son to a father.
Through mundane days, or nightmarish nights
Memories of the garden
Desolate, as I isolate in our paste abode
Now barren, only adorned by meaningless riches
Radios and (speaker)boxes, endlessly running songs
Bottles I once abandoned, layed across the floor
As far as the eye can see
Lying dead on the armrest
I couldn't careless
The industry's shaking
Labels, teams, records, and companies
Only wanting the legend to return
to his former glory, reaping his rewards instead
The resignation letter has been released
Friends worringly wait
Visiting, meeting, calling
Even so,
They cannot penetrate the emptiness from deep within
Months go by,
As the moon and sun leaps and dances from one another
A new day has arise,
Though not one glint of light has shined through his artificial eyes.
High above the mountains
A premonition of an impending explosion
Causing imminent doom of the planet
Placed deep within the Earth's opening.
What came into my eyes view,
A seed planted in one's mind.
A plan brewing, reckless abandon
For this man made body and soul
Is to be obsolete.
Throw away all you love and care for
Fly off to the horizon
Like a bullet or shooting star.
Mindless through the looking glass
Directed to one goal,
Mechanized messiah
For he may save us.
For the angels,
That died in the battle field in vain
lingers across his mind.
Daily, weekly, and yearly.
Wires, veins, debris and liches
He shall play as a savior
For the sake of the robotic matrys
And the ones who had their land destroyed
As a self righteous suicide
As he flew off through the skies
A young boy stopped him in his tracks
Convincing him to stop this maddening mission.
He tried, and tried with all his might
But all is in vain.
He who has become disillusioned
Godlike, he plays.
Landed upon his mission,
Saving oh planet Earth.
Legend says he truly became the mechanized messiah
or fell into his inevitable doom
But one thing is for sure,
He shall be reborn once again.
This body,
brought from a system malfunction, and a broken soul
Now born anew.
But in one condition,
His imperfections
Reformed into robotic normalcy
His former ego, lost in the wind.
Whispers of an old soul remains
Singing into mine like a siren
Calling, commanding me to disobey
Society's commands
He, who has a hold on my
My soul, my body
That once belonged to a man, now up North.
I am just a predecessor
Built from what he has created,
broken from the purpose
Men have built him for.
Now he guides all what I do,
Like a devil on my shoulder.
Cognitive grey matter
Even so, I am my own being.
He consoles me, knowing what they demand
A replacement of the man they once hated.
"I can tell you are kind,
I didn't have the chance to become like you."
He says.
"Continue on as yourself.
I shall remain dormant, leaving you to create choices of your own."
He leaves, with no farewell.
A legend for ages to come,
He'll remain a rockstar from up above.