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A court is in session,
A verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
ZIM glared at Dib who just smiled back triumphantly. His magenta shirt was torn; his black and boots reduced to almost rags. After all this time, he was now in the clutches of the enemy, the human. How did it come to this? He was an Invader for cripes sake!
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
ZIM was thrown into a cell, and Dib just grinned at him. If he could, ZIM would erase that gloating smile off the human's face forever. The now-taller Invader had called for reinforcements and had gotten them, but the situation had become very ugly.
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
The Irken slid into a sitting position on the ground, listening to the cries of pain going on down the hall in the Room. Dib and his little band always savored the opportunity to perform tests on captured Irkens…just as he had promised so long ago, ZIM realized. ZIM also realized his nemesis wouldn't wait any longer than necessary to get back at him.
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Not long after, Dib appeared at the door to ZIM's cell. He still wore that smile. For him, of course, it was a long, hard war won. For ZIM, it was death and failure. ZIM tried to project the pride he always had in the early days.
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
ZIM was tortured by Dib. They poured water on him, slowly, letting every drop have full effect before letting more flow. The agony was almost unbearable.
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
ZIM writhed, but he did not give the vile humans the pleasure of hearing him scream. As his skin smoked and broke into a rash, ZIM squirmed violently, but bit his tongue with zipper-like teeth so hard to keep from yelling that he drew his own Irken blood. He could taste it in his mouth as the humans threw him back into his cell, the first session of many over.
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
His magenta eyes found the shadowed form of another Invader, captured as well, in the cell across from him. The Invader was very young, a kid, really. ZIM felt sorry that such pain would befall just a child, but he refused to blame himself. He sometimes did, telling himself that had he not let what happened happen, many Irkens would have avoided such torture, but he usually blamed the Tallests for sending him on this mission to a planet with such - he knew now – dangerous beings.
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally
Sometimes after the first night, ZIM would see Dib leering into his cell. The human sometimes would taunt him, but most times he just kept ZIM from troubled rest with his ghoul-like grin. After such torture, ZIM felt that death would be a blessing. He knew, however, that Dib would not allow him to die. ZIM admitted that he had taken much from the human, but, he concluded, it could have been avoided if Dib had just given up.
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
It had occurred to him more than once that, by all right, he should be dead by now. The endless tortures, the unceasing pain; ZIM knew others had died in lesser circumstances. He had even tried to kill himself a few times, to escape the human, to escape into death, but Dib would not let him. He barely even got the blood to flow before he was stopped.
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
ZIM's fury was unsurpassed when he was alone. It was the only time he would allow the red-hot emotions to flood through. His anger at the humans, especially Dib, was enough the make the guards outside his door slightly inch away nervously. He wondered, more than once, if some great miracle would allow him death…
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
…but it was always then that ZIM remembered that it was his actions that had put him in this place, his world domination bid that had brought him here.
And it was always then that ZIM knew that he would endure torture until the day he died, which was a long way off.
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