Songtext von The Book Of Breath

Icon of the ages Make my day with will Favored by the sages Tempered in the furnace Flames fanned by bellows Of a breath infernal Hammer and anvil Beat impurities from ore Inhale the book of breath Inhale the book of breath Melt fissure from core In heap of iron slay Steam shrouds the forge Demon's face stares back They shall hear hell roar In flush of ember's afterglow Wash our filth away with ashes Cauterize our weeping gashes Inhale the book of breath Inhale the book of breath We sink like lead, no soul unscathed The echo of bellows forever engraved Our mystic lore will die with us As guild commands Vulcan's craft lend art Burn our blistered palms Forge will melt the dark scab lungs To fry out spit of spark And we shall sink like lead No inch of flesh left unscarred Distant echoes, boiling bellows Scorch ether, crisp and charred Inhale the book of breath Exhale the book of breath