We Created This

From the blood in Tokyo Bay, something wakes Born of poison that you buried in the waves No name, only hunger in my veins Sirens crying, but I cannot feel their pain I crawl through Kamata, bleeding gills and open eyes Steam and seawater, every footprint weaponized You call me “Godzilla” like a curse upon the sky I don’t know your language, only instinct to survive I shed my skin in Shinagawa’s burning streets Evolving in the chaos, feeling fire beneath my feet You look up in terror, I stare down without a choice In a world that made this monster, who will hear my voicе? Every bomb that falls is just another heartbeat Every tank that roars is just another scream I don’t know if I’m a nightmare or a dream But I was born from your broken sea Who will remember when I burn the sky? Cities turn to shadows in my violet eyes Am I your weapon, or am I your sin? You made the monster, now it’s crawling in your skin Who will remember when the ash has cleared? Will anyone carry just a trace of what was here? I never asked to be your judgment from the deep Freeze my body, but my sorrow doesn’t sleep Shin, Shin, Shin, in the siren light Tail like a crown in the poisoned night Shin, Shin, Shin, hear the city roar I was never living till you learned to make war From Kamakura’s shoreline, I arise in final form Blackened flesh and glowing scars where atoms keep me warm Lasers from my spine carve your warplanes from the sky Purple halos over Tokyo as satellites all die You rain fire from above, I return it from below Mouth of smoke and molten breath, a concentrated glow Towers fall like dominoes in a sea of screaming glass I walk through the ruins, evolution moving fast You give me names like Kamata-kun in fear Shinagawa, then Kamakura, as my shadow draws near Yet not one of you will stand to say out loud This is what we made when we chose the mushroom cloud Twenty days to halve the poison in my veins Foreign warheads wait above you like chained rain You fear my heartbeat while your own machines decay You pray I stay frozen, but I’m wide awake today Who will remember when I burn the sky? Cities turn to shadows in my violet eyes Am I your weapon, or am I your sin? You made the monster, now it’s crawling in your skin Who will remember when the ash has cleared? Will anyone carry just a trace of what was here? I never asked to be your judgment from the deep Freeze my body, but my sorrow doesn’t sleep Concrete breaks, and your trains become my chains Operation Yashiori writes its name into my veins Cranes like insects climbing into razored teeth Liquid winter floods my heart, pulling me beneath As I turn to stone, I feel the future split Humanoid shadows reaching from my tail’s last twitch New gods of ruin, frozen in a dying pose If I had evolved, would you call them friends or foes? I was never single, I was legion in my core Every cell a warning of a thousand future wars You stop my next beginning with your sudden, final frost Yet even in this victory, something human’s lost No hero’s eyes are watching as the snow begins to fall Just politicians counting what they’re willing to recall You fear my resurrection, but you never face the past Who remembers why I had to rise at last? Who will remember when I burn the sky? Not the names of the fallen, just the way they died Am I your mirror, or am I your sin? Every roar I gave back came from deep within your skin Who will remember when the ash has cleared? Will the children learn my story as a monster to be feared? Or will they see an orphan, born from silence in the deep You froze my body, but this question doesn’t sleep Shin, Shin, Shin, in the siren light Tail full of angels that will never take flight Shin, Shin, Shin, under crosshair stars I am your reflection in a body full of scars From the blood in Tokyo Bay, I return to sleep Under ice and watchful bombs that shimmer in the deep If I never wake, if the world can finally mend Will anyone remember I was human in the end?