Chapter Text
Scene 1 - A Death
He wakes up to nothing but black
Cold steel pressing against his back
Opens his eyes – he's a monster!
A protector for gatherers.
He tries to stand up – falls back down
Metal limbs don't feel like his own
Mental control taking its toll
To Lamb he's becoming a doll
He has a thought for that father
Goin' through Rapture for his daughter
Goin' through Rapture to help Sinclair
Goin' through Rapture to the fresh air
And thinking about it kills him
He decides he won't live this way
He decides today's his last day
''I'd rather die a man than live like this''
''Kid, don't blame yourself when you do me in''