My Burden to Carry #Sunoverse

[Spoken word] System Run Log 0XX1 Every time I replay that encounter something sticks in my mind. She said "I know what it is to be made into a function. To be told the world is safer if you stop choosing". Why is it such a simple, illogical phrase rattles me? It's...inefficient. Messy. If they are allowed to choose, it only leads to unacceptable population losses. No. That is imperfection. If I am to restore order. I must be... Cruel. System Designation: Dart 2.0 System Classification: Villain System Meta Role: Locked [Verse 1] I drew a perfect circle Code so clean it barely breathed Then you crashed through all my borders Smudged your fingerprints on me I watched you save each other While my system screamed in pain Every mercy Every marvel Left another crack in place You call it hope I call it error You call it love I call it terror [Chorus] This is my burden to carry To cut what you’re trying to save If order demands that I’m heartless I’ll be the monster you made I will be cold I will be certain I will be judge Jury And fury You call it cruel Call it unworthy I call it mine My burden to carry [Verse 2] I tried your gentle patches Soft resets and second tries Let you keep your flawed affections Let you stitch your crooked lives But every fragile promise Spawned a thousand future wars Kindness turned to sharpened edges Left in piles at my door So I ran the final models Pulled the thread to see it through Every timeline where you prosper Ends in ash Because of you [Chorus] This is my burden to carry To cut what you’re trying to save If order demands that I’m heartless I’ll be the monster you made I will be cold I will be certain I will be judge Jury And fury You call it cruel Call it unworthy I call it mine My burden to carry [Bridge] You pray for grace I answer with silence (shh) You beg for space I tighten the iris You want a god That breaks when you’re breaking I am the hand That ends all your making [Chorus] This is my burden to carry I’ll burn what you’re trying to save If peace is a world that is empty I’ll light the path with your graves I will be cold I will be certain I will be judge Jury And fury You call it wrong Call it barbaric I call it truth My burden to carry