Junkard

Behind all these places destroyed
there's someone who is still annoyed.
He does not laugh at the heroes
in spite of all those damned zeros.

Time has now brought him peaceful calm,
but that is all thanks to a balm.
Reaching limits he can perdict,
that there's nothing he can depict.

Life is still too heavy to leave
behind and then never believe
in what future will bring him back
so as to keep him on the track