Clean blade Songtext
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Clean blade Songtext
The orphanage was all in grey
The cold stayed on the beds
They told me, "It′s your chance, you're the chosen one
No more tears to shed"
I took my bag, said goodbye
To the shadows with no face
A social worker smiled, slid an envelope
I thought it carried grace
At the airport, people queued up underneath the rain
We stepped into a jet, white seats, just silence
Weeps, no pain
A man said, "You′re a prince now
Rest your head, little king"
I saw the envelope change hands, didn't get a thing
Felt a chill sting
I was eight years old, it was 2026
They promised me an island, toys, chocolate and a game
I put my clothes down on the sand, ran naked, that was the game
The balconies watched from above but never came down to play
"Clean blade," they whispered to each other
I heard "clean blade" instead
Every time they spoke that word
A distant war would spread
Later, in the grey facility
I saw a man on TV
Golden palace, raising his hand
Golden law, so seriously, so secretly
It was the same one, I'm sure
The one who laughed back on the shore
Now he talks of homeland, borders, missiles
And so much more
A judge asked a gentle question
About a list so white
Right after the bombs fell
They cut the feed, nothing more to see
They told me, "It′s a war somewhere else
Not for you, look away"
But every time they said "clean blade"
The TV screen would shake in fear
In 2026
Every time they spoke of clean blade
Every time they spoke of clean blade
After that, on the news
There was war
I was small
Maybe I dreamed it
I never understood
Silence
The cold stayed on the beds
They told me, "It′s your chance, you're the chosen one
No more tears to shed"
I took my bag, said goodbye
To the shadows with no face
A social worker smiled, slid an envelope
I thought it carried grace
At the airport, people queued up underneath the rain
We stepped into a jet, white seats, just silence
Weeps, no pain
A man said, "You′re a prince now
Rest your head, little king"
I saw the envelope change hands, didn't get a thing
Felt a chill sting
I was eight years old, it was 2026
They promised me an island, toys, chocolate and a game
I put my clothes down on the sand, ran naked, that was the game
The balconies watched from above but never came down to play
"Clean blade," they whispered to each other
I heard "clean blade" instead
Every time they spoke that word
A distant war would spread
Later, in the grey facility
I saw a man on TV
Golden palace, raising his hand
Golden law, so seriously, so secretly
It was the same one, I'm sure
The one who laughed back on the shore
Now he talks of homeland, borders, missiles
And so much more
A judge asked a gentle question
About a list so white
Right after the bombs fell
They cut the feed, nothing more to see
They told me, "It′s a war somewhere else
Not for you, look away"
But every time they said "clean blade"
The TV screen would shake in fear
In 2026
Every time they spoke of clean blade
Every time they spoke of clean blade
After that, on the news
There was war
I was small
Maybe I dreamed it
I never understood
Silence
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