Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
They told me the metal was counted and spent,
that the secret was buried, the well had run dry.
I bowed to the spires and I memorized the rules,
the Noble Work rationed, the silver-blue lie.
But I held a cold mirror to everything I knew,
and the answer they feared was the thing they forbade —
I would not be measured, I would not be told
how much of a marvel a maker is allowed to have made.
[Pre-Chorus]
So I walked from the order, from the logic, from the throne,
into the screaming jungle where no Esperite would go.
[Chorus]
I found the red stone in the dirt of a savage land,
crystallized fire I could close in a steady hand.
And I am the forge and the forged, I am proof in the spark —
I poured the new metal through my own beating heart.
Let them call it heresy, let the sphinxes go cold —
I made the impossible. I made it from fire.
[Verse 2]
Now the thopters spin up from the well that won't run dry,
little silver wings I can scatter through the sky.
And when I need the lightning, I unmake what I made —
melt an old creation down to fuel a sudden blade.
A blast for the doubter, a wound for the proud,
or a salvaged breath of living that I stitch back in, allowed.
Esper gave me reason. Jund gave me the flame.
The first one to hold both is the one who earns the name.
[Pre-Chorus]
They wanted a daughter of order, obedient and clean —
but order's just a question that the bold have never been.
[Chorus]
I found the red stone in the dirt of a savage land,
crystallized fire I could close in a steady hand.
And I am the forge and the forged, I am proof in the spark —
I poured the new metal through my own beating heart.
Let them call it heresy, let the sphinxes go cold —
I made the impossible. I made it from fire.
[Bridge]
There's a tenderness in building that the cruel will never learn —
to love a thing enough to take it slowly, piece by piece.
I am mostly metal now, and the flesh I gave away
was the smallest price for finally feeling whole.
[Bridge build]
So let the worlds keep colliding, let the borders stay undone —
every chaos is a workshop if you're brave enough to come.
[Final Chorus]
I found the red stone in the dirt of a savage land,
crystallized fire I could close in a steady hand.
And I am the forge and the forged, I am proof in the spark —
I poured the new metal through my own beating heart.
Let them call it heresy, let the sphinxes go cold —
I made the impossible. I made it from fire.
[Outro]
Count the metal again, love. Count it slow.
There's more where that came from. Now I know.
