First breath filmed, first step streamed. A generation grows up inside the blue light while the grown-ups argue about where to draw the line. Somewhere outside, the grass still remembers how to grow.
Lyrics
First breath filmed, first step streamed
A childhood licensed, scrolled, redeemed
Metrics for mothers, followers for friends
The attention harvest never ends
Two-thirds demand a drawn line
Under sixteen — quit the shrine
SKÄRMENS BARN! Baptized in blue light, weaned on a feed
SKÄRMENS BARN! Dopamine debt is the founding creed
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A childhood scrolling to its tomb
Rectangle altars, rectangle prayers
Anxiety reaped by billionaires
The grown-ups stall while the thresholds burn
Another warning never learned
Do you feel the rain on skin?
The weight of snow, the wind within?
One generation must be first
To break the mirror — quench the thirst
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SKÄRMENS BARN! Baptized in blue light, weaned on a feed
SKÄRMENS BARN! Dopamine debt is the founding creed
Compare. Collapse. Scroll. Consume
A childhood scrolling to its tomb
Skärmens barn...
Put the glass down, step outside
The grass remembers how to grow
The world is patient, wild and wide
Where no signal reaches below
Credits
Guitars, bass, drums and vocals performed and recorded by Servant of Insanity.
Violin, strings and synths: AI-assisted arrangement, edited by Servant of Insanity.
Produced, mixed and mastered by Servant of Insanity.