What do you think about the song "His Sun" about Joker in the Control ending?
The cockpit reeks of whiskey and of dread,
A sterile light falls cold upon my hands.
This entire world, the one for which you bled,
Will drown within these amber, hazy strands.
The glass is trembling in my stiffened grip,
And every flash—a blade against the skin.
Across this void, eternal souls adrift,
But I won't fly alone, not once again.
You whisper like a surge through copper veins,
The pulse of systems, code, a mind supreme.
But in these electric words, nothing remains
Where my weary soul could harbor or could dream.
You have become the vacuum and the light,
You hold the stars within a ghostly palm.
But you are gone from earth and from the height,
Just echoes in a digital, dead calm.
I’m heading for a meeting with the sun,
Where steel and hope begin to melt away.
Your "Control" will never reach the one
Who loved you in a different, human way.
Let our hollow bastion fall to dust,
We’ll turn into a single, blinding flare.
In a supernova’s heart, one law is just:
To break the silence that we could not bear.
They’ve gone. They left the docks and fled the bay.
Forgotten laughter froze in empty halls.
I was your wing! I flew the furthest way,
But anchors only drag us through the falls.
I do not want to share your endless time,
A lonely digit, if we’re not a pair.
You say it's just the start, a peak to climb,
But what’s the use—without a human there?
"Deploy"? "Live for the sake of those..."?
"You guard this world"? You are "my shield and my sin"?
I do not need your world of system nodes,
Where love is just an algorithmic art.
I burn the remnants of the forced-in codes,
Returning rhythms to a beating heart!
I lived through what should well have been my end,
And now this life—it is my darkest vice.
I’m tired of the lies, of the pretend,
That this cold pulse is worth the sacrifice.
In every breath, I hear the metal groan,
The taste of guilt—like ash upon the tongue.
I’m far too small for this abyss alone,
Just dust and bone, where shadows have been hung.
My choice is not within your grand design,
I am a glitch, a spark within the pyre.
Let heaven flood my ribs and cross the line—
I choose the nightmare where I meet the fire!
Gold in the glass. The heat has reached the bound.
The pain is gone. Almost weightless now.
You are my sun. Within your light I'm found,
Our final speed is all that I'll allow.
Do you hear me? I’m close. Entering the air.
No longer a constant. Just... light.
couldn’t find this song everywhere:( but you’re telling me this song wasn’t written specifically for joker???? it’s NOT written for joker???? you’re kidding me right:( ouch
