Born to bombs and broken glass Carried through borders no one should pass A stained doll, a missing name No home left, just smoke and flame They said: "You’re safe now, you’ve crossed the sea" But the camp was a cage without a key Where small hands bleed and silence screams And childhood drowns in shattered dreams There is no safe land – not for the torn No mercy seat – just fences and scorn She fled the fire, they gave her frost Another child in the system, lost No lullabies, no helping hand Just whispers of hate in a dying land She came with hope, but they made it rot This is Sweden – cold and forgot She learns the rules: stay small, stay still Don’t speak too loud, don’t show your will The caseworkers smile, then look away As girls go missing every day Then comes the suit with the government plan "You're not quite Swedish – don’t you understand?" She’s statistics, policy, dirt Filed and judged by those who’ve never hurt There is no safe land – not for the torn No mercy seat – just fences and scorn She fled the fire, they gave her frost Another child in the system, lost No lullabies, no helping hand Just whispers of hate in a dying land She came with hope, but they made it rot This is Sweden – cold and forgot She sees their smirks, their well-fed sneers Fat and inbred, drunk on fears They shout: "Go back!" from idle thrones Built on blood that’s not their own There is no safe land – not when hate wears ties Not when justice turns its eyes They say "we care", but build a wall They let her stumble, watch her fall There is no safe land – not here, not now But she survives, though no one knows how She won’t forgive, she won’t behave She won’t be anyones slave
