Blacksmith

A mother to all the things A mother to all the things we lost, we lost A bearer of all the truth A bearer of all the truth we wrought, we wrought Creator of all the change Of stone and many a page, forgot, forgotten A savior to carry the weight Enforcer to bury the parts that rot, that rot A pledge, a victory then The marrow removed by the hands of men, by the hands of men Betrayal unearthed again The scraps are dispersed again, like always, like always Breathe fire then water, we'll bring The names of deceivers, we'll sing all night, all night A piston of fever, of pride An army of thinkers, we whine, a call, call The hammer will fall, make waves all over the world The hammer will fall, make waves all over the world

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 20, 2026