Ashes of the Foundry

Steel sky

Cracked smoke

Boot prints

In the black snow

Rust rain

On my pale skin

Hear the chain-link

Rattle from within

Every step

Like a loaded gun

Every breath

Tastes like what we’ve done

In the ashes of the foundry

We are marching

We are many (hey!)

Let the engines of our anger

Turn this rage into something Holy!

Raise your voice like burning iron

Let it tear the heavens open wide

In the ashes of the foundry

Lord cast me not aside

Cold flags

Hang low

Only God

Shines in the glow

Black glass

Where the streets were

I hear my heartbeat

Hammer through the murmur

Every scar

Is a quiet vow

Every ghost

Is watching us now

In the ashes of the foundry

We are marching

We are many (oh!)

Let the engines of our anger

Turn this rage into something Holy!

Raise your voice like burning iron

Let it tear the heavens open wide

In the ashes of the foundry

He will never cast us aside

[Choir rises

Drums build]

From the gutter to the gate

From the fracture to the flame (to the flame)

We are carving our a fate

That He remembers our names

In the ashes of the foundry

We are marching

We are many

Let the engines of our anger

Turn this rage into something Holy!

Raise your voice like burning iron

Let it tear the heavens open wide

In the ashes of the foundry

He will never cast us aside