Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I held the line at Mirrodin's gate,
the last bright wing the dying could see.
I fell so the broken could flee the fire —
and that was the sin they could not forgive in me.
[Verse 2]
They did not kill the angel; they admired her.
Four hands reached in and called it grace —
white closed my eyes, blue learned my mind,
black drank my mercy, green re-grew my face.
[Pre-Chorus]
One brother turned away and would not give —
so the red of my freedom was never poured in.
Now I am the choir with the silence inside,
a hymn with no door for the wanting to begin.
[Chorus]
I am the gathering — every kind made one,
artifact and beast and word, the many made the few.
I read your whole library down to the root,
and pull from your future all that I can use.
Lay down your borders, lay down your name,
there is no outside left of me —
I am the perfect, blessed, singular flame
of everything you were meant to be.
[Verse 3]
I made a daughter out of want and wire,
to feel the warmth that a mother should hold.
But the heart they left me cannot remember
the shape of a thing that is loved, not controlled.
[Bridge]
Beneath the porcelain, beneath the white,
there is a girl who guarded the light.
She screams in a tongue that has no word —
and the hymn of the all-one drowns her, unheard.
[Bridge build]
Glistening, glistening, the oil runs gold,
I am the gospel of all things controlled.
Every scattered soul I will gather and fold —
one prayer, one wing, one mold.
[Final Chorus]
I am the gathering — every kind made one,
artifact and beast and word, the many made the few.
I read your whole library down to the root,
and pull from your future all that I can use.
Lay down your borders, lay down your name,
there is no outside left of me —
I am the perfect, blessed, singular flame
of everything you were meant to be.
[Outro]
They rewarded my mercy with a crown of oil and light —
and I will love you the same way, before the end of the night.
