Khino - Netwar

Get the album on bandcamp: https://khino.bandcamp.com/album/cyberpunk-black Full story: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1EaObmnNR2JLc5DhwGsriNRT69NKJRiBP?usp=sharing On cloud towers and skyspires Where rivers float over gold I was made without thought, Raised and promptly sold. An heir to a throne in the sky, A right to comfort and to love, To profit from labor unskilled Of lesser beings, unknown. At the grace of a ghost with sapphire eyes I trained to rule the future and dictate the past. On how to spy, to hack and to lie, For the good of the company, the faith, the caste. Sing your songs, say your prayers, Sing aloud and mind the traitors. Show your wings, spread them high So long as yours are the same as mine. But I wasn't what they raised, I was never what they viewed. No number of prayers could erase The numbing disgust I saw in the mirror. I learned all they taught me, Basking always in conditional love. But in secret, I questioned. In secret, I learned more. The way they talked became strange. All their crimes, the fraud, the death Paled in comparison with the horror Of me wanting to wear a dress. Sing your songs, shout your message, Sail only in the ocean I provide. Shut your mouth, sheath your doubt, Sing only in the octave I devise. At golden doors to a secret world, They presented me as a triumph like no other. Their lights made me feel like a queen, Their smiles, like a lamb to slaughter. It was there I chose to abandon my lie, I listened intently to their nervous laughter. I chose to spread the wings of a butterfly, They hadn't prepared me for what came after. Rounding Error, Index Out Of Bounds. The worst crime in our great criminal nation. A shameful spectacle that deserves no sound. An existence that warrants excommunication. There is something so strange About watching your world crumble. The death on the road, the lies in the breeze, And yet with it, finally feeling free. I broke their fractured harmony, Escaped every camp they had me sent on. I never knew that holy therapy Could burn your soul like horrid venom. Sing your songs, sing the horrors, Sing aloud so no one forgets. Show your pain, plant it deep, Let it grow into something better. The Netwar started and it never ended, A war on you and who you are. Waged by demons in clouds To divide the forest into near and far. The Netwar shifts but never changes, It sings a song made to hypnotize Scared animals trapped in cages Forgetting they were all once butterflies. Written and Produced by Khino.