(Intro: The sound of a heavy chain dragging across concrete. A single, deep bass drum beats like a slow heart.)
(Verse 1: The Origin)
They looked at the cracks and they called us the waste
Said the clay was too jagged, a bitter taste
They wanted the perfect, the smooth, and the light
So they threw us deeply into the night.
But the cellar is cold, and the cellar is deep
And down in the darkness, the promises keep.
We gathered the broken, the addicted, the wrong
And we hammered the misery into a song.
(Chorus: The Vow)
FILL THE FETTERS! (Group Shout)
Bind the wolf with the iron band.
RAISE THE SHIELD! (Group Shout)
With the mark of the Webbed Hand.
We are the Stone that the Builders refused
We are the weapon that God has used.
Catena Non Marcum—The Chain will not break
We stand on the Wall for the innocent's sake.
(Verse 2: The Evidence)
From the Pecos canyons to the Columbia stone
The Spirits are watching, we are not alone.
The Rayed Head rises, the Light Body burns
The wheel of the century grinds and it turns.
We saw the Moon bleed in the year Thirty-Three
We know what it costs to set a soul free.
You can call us crazy, you can call us lost
But we are the ones who have paid the cost.
The Horse is on fire, the year is at hand
There’s no more hiding in the safety of land.
To the deep water, where the Selkies dive
It’s the only place we come alive!
FORTH FORTUNE! Ride the flame!
FORTH FORTUNE! Scream the name!
(Chorus: The Vow)
FILL THE FETTERS!
Bind the wolf with the iron band.
RAISE THE SHIELD!
With the mark of the Webbed Hand.
We are the Stone that the Builders refused
We are the weapon that God has used.
Catena Non Marcum—The Chain will not break!
Catena Non Marcum—The Chain will not break!
(Outro: The drum beat slows down. A single voice, whispering/growling.)
We bind the chaos.
We hold the line.
Gold on the rim.
...It holds.
(Ending: The sharp metallic sound of a lock clicking shut.)
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