What I Was Afraid Of · Track 63 · middle
Energy Sword
Energy Sword — *Halo*. Register: fiction. This song is sung BY this weapon, in first person, about the one thing IT was afraid of. Find the fear that is true of this specific object, not a generic one.
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Lyrics
You are born in the forge, you are hammered and cooled, You are heavy and ugly and cruel. You chip on the bone, you get stuck in the seam, I am born of a magnetic dream. I ignite with a crack, I am split into two, A blinding, impossible blue. The hand feels the phantom weight before the thumb finds the switch, I am the ghost in the twitch. But I envy the iron, I envy the steel, I envy the weapons that actually feel. I sever the plating, I swallow the air, But I’m terrified I am not there. When the indicator blinks, when the generator dies, I vanish right out of your eyes. You get to be buried, you get to be rust. I don't even get to be dust. Thirty thousand degrees in a shimmering arc, I don't leave a cut, just a cauterized mark. I am noble and sacred, I'm elegant, fast, But I know that I’m not built to last. Down to twelve percent charge, I can feel the field shake, The plasma beginning to break. You bend and you shatter, you sleep in the mud, You get to remember the blood. But I envy the iron, I envy the steel, I envy the weapons that actually feel. I sever the plating, I swallow the air, But I’m terrified I am not there. When the indicator blinks, when the generator dies, I vanish right out of your eyes. You get to be buried, you get to be rust. I don't even get to be dust. Look at me shining, a ghost in the grip, Watch how the lethality slips. When the circuit gives out, when the handle goes cold, There is nothing of me left to hold. I am flashing red. The containment is failing. I was a god a second ago. Now I'm just empty space.