Fanning Flames

Clenched fist on the furnace door

I feel my breath

I can taste the ore

Smoke claws up these chapel walls

Hear the cracked roar call

Hear the crackling fire call

Fanning the flames

’Til the heat starts to scream my name (my name)

My core getting hotter

I'm feeding the spark

Turn the dark into fire

Fanning the flames

On the anvil of blood and chains

The Phoenix roars

All my surroundings are bursting alight

I rise ready to run again

I rise again

I rise again

Ash snow on a dead black choir

Boots march through the marrow mire

Hammer falls like a judge at dusk

Every spark

Every scar

Turns dust to trust

Fanning the flames

’Til the steel starts to scream my name (my name)

Heat getting higher

Feed the spark

Turn the dark into fire

Fanning the flames

On the anvil of blood and chains

In the roar

I rise again

I rise again (again)

Low chants under stained glass gloom

Cold throne in a furnace tomb

Whose hand lit this cursed pyre?

Combusting aurora

Mine in the heart of the fire

Fanning the flames

’Til the heat starts to scream my name

Heat getting hotter

I'm feeding the spark

Turn the dark into fire rampant

Fanning the flames

On the anvil of blood and chains

Burn my ears with a most dreaded fear

Erase my shame,

And change the game

For I am the hand

Fanning the flames