Unclaimed Blade

Left me shining on a dead white altar

War-dog steel with no one at the hilt

Choirs rotted in their golden armor

Heaven lost the nerve to use what it built… You came limping through the broken rafters

Spitting out blood and angel glass

Saw me waiting like a loaded answer

Picked me up and aimed me at their past….

We don’t bow, we don’t ask permission

Kick their pretty kingdom off its hinges

If God forgot the weapon that He made

Then let Him meet it swinging from your ….fingers

I’m the unclaimed blade

Saints step back when they hear my name

You’re the outlaw hand

Raised on orders, fed on blame

We’re the crack that cuts Heaven

Never wrote into its page

If they want us gone

They better send the whole damn choir our way

’Cause we’re walking through the gates

As the unclaimed…..blade

We walked corridors of rusted incense

Wing bones nailed into the walls

Every saint a cracked porcelain statue

Eyes knocked out, afraid to fall …. You dragged me down their silver staircase

Past the thrones they never earned

Every step I felt your knuckles tighten

Every hymn in me began to turn

Every halo starts to flicker

Every robe smells like a grave

If they won’t say what they did to us

We’ll make ’em spell it out in veins….

I’m the unclaimed blade

Stripped their gospel off my edge

You’re the walking scar

They tried to bury and forget

We’re the crack in Heaven

Running straight beneath their throne

If they want us stopped

They better come and die alone

’Cause we’re carving through their names

With the unclaimed …..blade

I was forged to kiss their throats in glory

Hold the line and guard the gate

Left to freeze on marble pillows

While they learned new ways to hate You were built to bow and break on command

Die on time and wear their shame

Left to rot in holy foxholes

While they mispronounced your name… Now your pulse is in my handle

Now my edge is in your veins

Every angel in the rafters

Feels us walking, knows our names… Every seraph starts descending

All those wings and all that light

But they’re shaking when they see us

’Cause we’re what they didn’t write….. Let them circle, let them warn us

Let their trumpets start to wail

We were never on their ledger

We’re the cut inside the veil…. Raise me higher, swing me honest

Let the first neck teach the rest

If their Heaven wants us silenced

It can carve the words in its own……. chest

Unclaimed blade in an outlaw hand

Heaven’s fear in a stolen brand…..