The Rising Frame

[Intro] “The Rising Frame”

Album “The Architecture of the Soul”

Song Two of Ten

The skeleton rises,

the steel meets the air.

The weight on my shoulders is a weight I can bear.

They said it would topple,

they said it would break.

But I’m fueled by the promises they couldn't take.

The rhythm of hammers,

the rhythm of grace.

I’m carving a kingdom in this empty space.

I am the structure, I am the base Foundation set in the holy placeI show no fear, I show no ghostI stand my ground at the outer postHe leads the way, He holds the lightI am the pillar in the dead of night.

My muscles are screaming,

the iron is cold.

But I’m weaving a story that’s yet to be told.

The joints are all bolted,

the rivets are tight.

We’re climbing the ladder, we’re claiming the height.

Every beam is a victory, every weld is a prayer.

I can feel the momentum in the thickness of air.

I don't need a rest and I don't need a signI just need the rhythm of the Master's design.

"Lift it higher! Watch the fire! Never tire!"

I am the structure, I am the base Foundation set in the holy placeI show no fear, I show no ghostI stand my ground at the outer postHe leads the way, He holds the lightI am the pillar in the dead of night.

The steel is set.

The frame is firm.

I am the skeleton of what’s to come.

Immovable.

Immovable.