I'm on a secret mission
To find a metagenic weapon
It kills all the people and breaks down,
Leaving the planet free for occupation
The last time I had to train like this was for a marathon
I can't even tell my crew where or why I've gone
Deep beneath the surface of a moon so very far
I learn it's a trap without the help of Admiral Ackbar
There are four lights
Now I'm in a torture chamber
With four lights, but he says five
Referred to only as human.
And if I acquiesce I might stay alive
Torture is unreliable for info extraction
forbidden by the terms of the Seldonis 4 Convention.
The word will be I died in battle, perished with my crew
No one will ever know I'm here. What must I do?
There are four lights
In my chest, an implant of pain
He asks me the question again
How many lights, is it five you see?
But he is weak and helpless. He can't hurt me.
It was then I understood why he did this to me.
Repaying others for all those years of misery.
But in that moment, kneeling there, just when help arrived
Squinting up into the lights, I believed I could see five
