The Wolf and the Forge (wersja 2)

Verse

Soot in the water, ash on my teeth

Forge is running hot where I used to breathe

My father's hand kept time with the blade's heat

He said I had talent but not the need

I traded his lessons for a different street

Now they call me master of the fire and steel

Rivulets run like the river back home

Where my brother fell when the fight was done

Every iron I hammer wears its own name

But some still whisper it's his, that he won't be claimed

My heart knows nothing of all their shame

I build a sword with my own two hands

Pre-Chorus

Do you hear the fire turning on itself?

Is that what honor sounds like when no one else remembers?

Take your stand in the forge light and tell me then

If this is victory or just ash again

Chorus

I forged a sword where my brother should be

Now every steel I make asks me to be free

This blade cuts deeper than any wound could make

It's not his spirit, it's what he taught me to take

Take the iron and turn it into what we say

Let it cut through all that they told you to see

I made this fire for him, for us, for me

Verse

My father said 'You can't make something from nothing

But every piece of coal is fuel for the burning

I melt it down and I bend until it breaks

And in the spark where he left his shape

I hammer in what we couldn't hold together

Not a ghost but a forge, not memory but fire that glows

Some say it's just steel and nothing more than that

But every time it bends into something flat

I hear him whisper through the sparks on my chest

Keep making this, keep turning the iron to our best

This sword is his spirit, turned from ash into flame

Now they know what he wanted, now they see his name

Pre-Chorus

Do you hear the fire turning on itself?

Is that what honor sounds like when no one else remembers?

Take your stand in the forge light and tell me then

If this is victory or just ash again

Chorus

I forged a sword where my brother should be

Now every steel I make asks me to be free

This blade cuts deeper than any wound could make

It's not his spirit, it's what he taught me to take

Take the iron and turn it into what we say

Let it cut through all that they told you to see

I made this fire for him, for us, for me

Bridge

No ghost in my hand, just metal, heat, and might

But every edge I make feels like he's standing right beside me tonight

Chorus

I forged a sword where my brother should be

Now every steel I make asks me to be free

This blade cuts deeper than any wound could make

It's not his spirit, it's what he taught me to take

Take the iron and turn it into what we say

Let it cut through all that they told you to see

I made this fire for him, for us, for me