Ballad of the Broken Star (Captain Psycho’s Lament)

She was born in silence, between the screams,

Where the stars don’t shine and no one dreams.

Raised by fire, forged by war,

In a place where mercy don’t live no more.

They called her Psycho, whispered in fear,

But justice walked whenever she came near.

Velvet by her side, her soul’s last thread,

Fighting for ghosts, bleeding for the dead.

Oh Psycho… star-forged and scarred,

You lit the dark, even when it was hard.

You bled for the broken, you burned for the lost,

And carried the weight, no matter the cost.

Oh Psycho… soldier of pain,

Walking through hell just to feel the rain.

She don’t wear crowns or carry grace,

Just a blade of truth and a poker face.

She loved like thunder, kissed like fate,

But she always walked away too late.

The stars tried to break her, again and again,

But she rose each time like a hurricane.

No tears, no lies, just grit and steel—

Every scar she earned, every wound was real.

Oh Psycho… flame in the void,

You fought with love, they tried to destroy.

You laughed at the reaper, you spit in his eye,

And whispered, “Not yet,” every time you’d die.

Oh Psycho… woman of stars,

The galaxy trembled just knowing you are.

[Bridge – Spoken, over soft guitar and static]:

“I didn’t choose the fire…

But I made it mine.”

(Comms glitch. Sound of a blaster charging.)

[Final Chorus – full harmonies, drums kick in like a heart reborn]:

Oh Psycho… legend in dust,

Built from ruin, held up by trust.

You gave them hope when hope was gone,

A lone commander who carried on.

Oh Psycho… never forget,

She’s not done fighting.

Not yet.