BLACKSMITH Lyrics

Blacksmith, you mold me

Weaponize, control me

Torch me to distortion

And you morphing my proportions

You robbed me of death

Immortalize my corpses

Can't afford your fortune

I'm subject to my warden

Blacksmith, you wrought me

Cauterize the flesh that's rotting

Changing my reflection to an image that is haunting

Why would i live life

If death is what im destined

I'm just a scrap of metal that you formed into a weapon

I been trying to see myself as anything less than a tool

A vehicle inside your story, a memory or ghoul

I want to be special, like superheroes who are bravest

I want to be special, i want to be somebody's favorite

My story isn't yours to write, my image isn't yours to like

I've been misshaped i wonder if there's maybe more to life

I dreamed of flight not plight

I saw my hope destroyed

I wanna sing, even though i bear a broken voice

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Before you

I escaped the cage

I found myself in others

I listen to the sage

"We're not born to suffer"

Embers rising in attempts to meet the astra

I asked him if my flame will matter through disaster

He told me, "if you let it, the weather could kill it"

Or your flame could ignite the fire that will warm the village

If you protect it, if your flame is doused

You're consumed in darkness

Your flame is not your worth, it's a promise

And ever since then i have wondered who has stronger

Influence, the sage or the blacksmith fearmonger

I been torn between the forceful deformity of a mask

Or freedom and growth that requires strength i may not have

I'm scared that i cannot be what the sage envision

I know it's wrong but i feel safe in the blacksmith prison

Maybe i will crumble before i have to make the choice

But now my lungs are crushed

It's too late to save my voice

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Mourning the child i was

Before you

Addiction is a monster

It is in control

As i open my eyes

Look up at the sky

I seen my god collapsing

Relapsing, reacting

Just to see you

Fly

Just see you fly away

Fly away

Fly away

As i open my eyes

Look up at the sky

I seen my god collapsing

Relapsing, reacting

Just to see you

Fly

Just see you fly away

Fly away

Fly away

Just to see you

Fly

Fly

Fly

When one is torn between the safety of control

Or the danger of freedom

The purgatory of indecision

Can lead to destruction

Thus leaving one with a single

Powerful, emotion

Hate