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House of the Professors / J​ó​zef the Cop

from Smole​ń​ska by Bornwithhair

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I. House of the Professors



The whole of it

I never really knew

Though there was some chemistry

Even in my family

When it came to artistry

Organically I plied my fingers

And I etched with chalk in grease

Drawing a universe of mermaids



This is the only history left

This is the tale of a white stork



In days past we went sailing

In sync off the amber coast



He was father

And I was his daughter

He – the respected chemist

I – his mermaid with smeared hands



Trapped underneath the lightning



Professorship

A ship that has no port

Professing all my yearning

To a ghost who blithely haunts

The bleak house on Dzielna Street

Where they took him from the prison cell

And they shot him through to death



Trapped together, a nightmare

Capsized in the freezing blue



Here the dead live

So do watch their ashes closely

Ashes scattered by the enemy

Forgotten

Here the dead live

Forgotten by the glorified

And sanctified – But we will avenge



This is the only history left



My hands are clean

You can hear me breathing

Behold the Mermaid of Warsaw

All I touch is sabotaged

You can hear me breathing

I draw the winds closer now

I squall across the balance of death



II. Józef the Cop



Józef, did you know your neighbors?

Yes, I knew what they were hiding

But, Józef, they had children in there

Yes, but they had changed their names



Józef, did you work the Ghetto?

Only when I needed money

Józef, did you help the Germans?

I helped no one but myself



You were busy there in school

For me, no such luxury

So when they offered money

I sacrificed my conscience

The Jews would not have lasted

We all knew this was the case

And if it had not been me

Then it would have been someone else



Józef, you are breaking my heart

Then you never should have loved me

Józef, you have blood on your hands

We all have blood on our hands



Józef, you are the enemy

So you know the enemy’s heart

Józef, join us and be redeemed

Too late, I am broke apart

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from Smole​ń​ska, released September 11, 2020

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