Two pills, one path, made by the many.
Promises of answers, and relief if you're not ready,
The question drives us all,
So than he drops the ball,
So he holds out his hands,
"Choose one," he demands.
"Blue will put you to sleep,
memories you'll keep,
they will seem to be a dream,
what you believe is up to you.
But that's if you choose the
blue."
The other hand is opened, the other pill is red,
"This is what will happen if you choose the red instead.
You'll go in deeper, into the unknown.
Than to you, the truth it will be shown."
Red pill in is left, blue pill to the right,
You have the chance to get answers tonight.
After you choose, you can't turn back,
But would you throw away your chance to attack?
Blue is for the cowards, Red is for a hero,
Do you really wish to spend your life a zero?
What is the Matrix? The question drives us all.
Now you have the chance, you need to make a call.