Yosef

Hello world

I'm back from my rounds

Where I saw the slings

I saw them starving

But I was told to execute them

They want to condemn them all

Even if it means letting them die

I hear their screams

I see the remains in the wreckage

I see them in their reprieve

While we hide our infamies

I am only Yosef

On a list for transplant

If ever, if I suffered grievances

He has become flat with relief

Since the Aeronefs

I only carry out the orders of my superiors

I prevent them from filming

Or documenting

They shouldn't be able to inform

Because we are afraid of being judged

Me and those I can represent

But what can I do? They will silence me

If I have the misfortune of opposing thoughts

I killed children

I shed their blood

My bullets aren't blank

Let the brains spill

I was told they were terrorists

Even if it saddens me

The opposite would be supposedly a conspiracy theorist

Yet I'm not racist

Nor even fascist

I'm just Yosef

On a transplant list

If ever I suffered grievances

He's become flat with relief

Since the Aeronefs

I only carry out the orders of my superiors

I'm wounded

In my forever bruised heart

Because I listened

Without Rebelling

I understood that I had been lied to

But I'm condemned for life

To all these flashes of burned bodies

Slaughtered, starved and gaunt

I'm just Yosef

On a list for transplants

If ever I suffered grievances

He's become flat from the relief

Since the Aeronefs

I only carry out the orders of my superiors

Now I feel the cold

Of the cannon in my fingers