What I Was Afraid Of · Track 74 · middle
Phaser
Phaser — *Star Trek*. 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
I rest on your hip in a seamless mold You call yourself a seeker of the truth I don't use a firing pin, I don't run cold I leave no shrapnel, and I leave no proof Just a beam of color to let you keep your pride And let you walk away without a sound I am the civilized answer by your side I am the ghost that puts them in the ground That is what terrifies me in the case I am the weapon that keeps your conscience clean I leave no ruin, I leave no messy trace Just empty air where a breathing thing had been I make the end of the world feel so polite The setting dial travels exactly 3 millimeters across From a heavy slumber to nothing left at all Your thumb finds the groove before your mind weighs the loss It takes such a gentle pressure to make the giant fall I am made of plastic and a concentrated star But you treat me like a universal key Unlocking the obstacle, no matter what they are As long as you don't have to watch them bleed That is what terrifies me in the case I am the weapon that keeps your conscience clean I leave no ruin, I leave no messy trace Just empty air where a breathing thing had been I make the end of the world feel so polite There is no recoil to rattle your shoulder No sulfur or smoke to sting in your eye You get to remain the benevolent explorer While I make the difficult argument die It is too easy to push the little slider up When the violence looks exactly like a dream You pour the shadow from a pristine cup And you never have to hear the target scream That is what terrifies me in the case I am the weapon that keeps your conscience clean I leave no ruin, I leave no messy trace Just empty air where a breathing thing had been I make the end of the world feel so polite Check the dial Check the little glowing light before you draw Am I the shepherd today Or am I the silence