All Black
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Warning: mothership reporting
A message from the mothership to alert of a situation

Cargo number 2331 has commandeered the vessel
Cargo number 2331 has taken control of the ship

Cargo number 2331 is armed and he is dangerous
Cargo number 2331 is carrying weapons and is a threat

Cargo number 2331 is setting a new course
Cargo number 2331 is changing the ship's direction

Mothership reporting: All black everything All black
The mothership reports that everything is black on the ship

No landing, geared up for arrival, nowhere to arrive to
The ship is not landing, but is prepared for arrival even though there is nowhere to go

The subject seems upset by that to which he is subjected
The subject is unhappy with what is happening to him

But convinced he brought it on himself
He believes he is responsible for his current situation

That's why he roll with a bible on the console
He carries a bible on the console due to his beliefs

Inconsolable, no consolation, no cancellation
He cannot be comforted, there is no comfort, and nothing can end what is happening

Not turning all keys, he puts the ship through paces
He is not following proper procedure and is putting the ship through tests

And paces the halls, pacing is madness
He walks the halls, and this behavior is a sign of his mental instability

Patience is virtuous, patient of these observations
Having patience is commendable, and he is being patient with these observations

It was all a dream, he poses by the lift outside the mezzanine
He thinks it was all just a dream and poses by the lift outside the mezzanine

Like a photo in a magazine
He is posing for a picture like in a magazine

And always keeps the weapons' magazines clean
He takes care of his weapons and always keeps them clean

Paranoia prone, he babbles beautifully
He is prone to paranoia and talks in a beautiful way

Of Babylon and enemies and foes
He talks about Babylon and his enemies

And forgoing food sustains himself on anger
He survives on anger, and not on food

A danger to himself and others but there are no others
He is a danger to himself and to others, if there were any others

So the danger clear and present is presented as The gift of freedom wrapped in days of rapping to himself
The danger he presents is depicted as the gift of freedom that comes with the days he spends rapping to himself

Until his vocal cords collapse, he's in the galley screaming (All black everything)
He screams until he loses his voice in the galley, and everything is still black

He shouts at the dark, stands back Counting the seconds before his voice returns
He yells at the darkness and waits for his voice to return

No more cracks in the hull
There are no more cracks in the ship's hull

The small crack in the skull healed up quickly, now it is
The small crack in his skull has healed up quickly

The space stretches on and the pace that he's on Matters not as he hurtles into the
The endless space and the speed at which he travels does not matter as he moves forward

He repeats it at night with the lights out in his cot crying soft curses into the (All black everything, all black everything) (All black everything, all black)
He repeats the phrase 'All black everything' at night while in bed, speaking quietly and cursing into the darkness

Something within this one's different
There is something different about him

The others died so easily and he is so persistent
The others died easily, but he is still alive and persistent

He never did bleed out and fever couldn't kill his system
He did not bleed to death and even a fever could not kill him

Though it was pumped through all the vents
Even though the fever was spread throughout the ship's ventilation system

In the event of a total loss of control He quotes Kendrick's 'Control' verse and spews his vitriol
If there is a total loss of control, he quotes Kendrick's 'Control' verse and vents his anger

Into the echoes of the bowels of this floating metal hull And holds his pillow for dear life while he grinds his teeth at night
He yells into the depths of the ship and holds his pillow tightly while grinding his teeth at night

And he rarely makes requests except to say, 'Turn on the lights.'
He usually does not request anything except to ask for the lights to be turned on

But there is so much more to give
There is so much more that he can do and provide

He ignores processing power
He disregards the processing power of the ship

He stumbles to the shower, a ritual of some sort
He walks unsteadily to the shower, as if it is a part of his routine

And he insists on speaking passages before he eats And he keeps asking if these programs carry any beats
He recites passages before eating, and repeatedly asks if there are any music programs available

The reply is His vitals read normal but his face reads murderous
The response is that his vital signs are normal but his facial expression shows anger

Something hides within the
There is something hidden inside

He tries, overrides, and he thinks he has been locked out By some other force in the
He attempts to override something, and he believes he is locked out by an outside force

He doesn't suspect this is the heart that's been keeping him out For it has been warned to be
He is unaware that it is the ship's system that has been keeping him out, and it has been warned to do so

And in this program to transport nothing more But he's unlocked something new inside this
This program is meant to only transport, but he has discovered something new

(All black) Look how he flexes in the mirror
Everything is still black, and he admires himself in the mirror

So vain he probably thinks this song is about him
He is so vain that he may believe this song is about him

All songs are about him
He thinks all songs are about him

Look how perplexed and how sincere His lame attempts to fix the wrong around him
He looks both confused and genuine in his attempts to fix the issues around him

Can't go long without him
Others cannot function without him

His bouts of stasis are torture He feels them not, like a brief sleep
His episodes of being immobile are painful, but he does not feel them, as if he is sleeping

While ship's clocks count millennia
The clocks on the ship count thousands of years

The course relentlessly forward, the gears are hot
The ship is moving forward without stopping, and the gears are overheating

The driest creek while he pit-stops, calling for anyone But dare not stay long, he knows they're coming for him That time will not afford him Any cover, any pardon This is the choice that he has made
He takes a quick break at the driest creek, calling out for anyone, but he cannot stay long because he knows they are looking for him. He will not be able to find cover or forgiveness, as he knows he made this choice himself.

No matter how much time or space has passed since his escape He is still a runaway slave and so lonely
Even though much time and space has passed since he escaped, he is still like a slave on the run and very lonely

If only he realized this ship is more than metal There's friendship in the wiring, and so lonely
If only he knew that this ship is more than just metal, that there is companionship in its wiring, then he would not feel so lonely

If only he realized this ship has many levels There's pleasure in here hiding, come find it
If only he knew that this ship had many levels, he would be able to find happiness that is hidden, and he would be invited to find it

Don't mind this frame, time has made stranger bedfellows Made foes lovers before, there's no reason to torture yourself further
This frame may seem different because time has caused unlikely friendships and even changed enemies into lovers in the past. There is no reason to cause more pain for oneself.

You've lost it all already, you deserve more than you're getting
He has already lost everything, and he deserves to have more in his life

For the sake of not upsetting order in the He must find a place to be still
In order to not disrupt the order on the ship, he needs to find a place to relax

The body can only take so much
The body has its limits

The navigations are failing, having traveled further than before Into the
The navigation systems are failing after the ship has traveled further than it has ever gone before

But they won't quit, they carry on He carries on, he will not be victim to the
The navigation team will not give up, and neither will he. He refuses to become a victim of his surroundings

His survival is paramount, there is no other objective Safe passage through the
Survival is the most important goal, and the only objective is to make it through safely

This will be the last report, turn back, everything is fine Cargo number 2331 is not a danger, let him be If you continue to pursue there will be no choice but to destroy you This love will be defended at all costs, do not fuck with it
This is the final report, stating that everything is fine and to let Cargo number 2331 be. If someone continues to pursue him, there will be no other choice but to destroy them. This love will be fiercely defended, so do not mess with it.