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Seven Point Star lyrics
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Intro
Hammer strikes anvil. Seven point star on the chest plate. One God, seven ways to catch a court date.
Verse 1
Gavel hits the oak block, splinters on the floor. Father looking down, balancing the law. Blind justice smelling like copper and rust. No pity in the verdict, just the dust to dust. Turn around, smelling sweet milk and lavender. Mother in the corner, ripping up the calendar. Washing off the blood stains, holding up the weak. Tear running down the marble on her cheek.
Pre-chorus
Spin the glass prism, watch the light bend. Where the beginning stops, where the end begins.
Chorus
One face for the gavel, one face for the grace! Seven different masks on the exact same face! Hammer strikes anvil. Pray to the steel, or pray to the hearth. Seven point star! Digging up the earth. Stranger in the doorway, cut the lights.
Verse 2
Strapping up the chainmail, tasting the iron. Warrior adrenaline, heart of a lion. Sword grip sweaty, calluses ripping. Praying for the valor while the red drops dripping. Across the great hall, white silk dragging. Maiden with the pure eyes, innocence bragging. Unscratched shield, looking at tomorrow. Before the winter wind brings the frozen sorrow.
Pre-chorus
Spin the glass prism, watch the light bend. Where the beginning stops, where the end begins.
Chorus
One face for the gavel, one face for the grace! Seven different angles on the exact same face! Hammer strikes anvil. Pray to the steel, or pray to the hearth. Seven point star! Digging up the earth. Stranger in the doorway, cut the lights.
Verse 3
Society is bricks, mortar, soot in the lung. Smith at the forge with the calloused thumb. He don't preach words, he preaches with the sweat. Building up the walls to pay off the debt. Sanctified hammers hitting hot black iron. Every single spark is a hymn we rely on. We ain't just judged, man, we gotta build the cage. Working through the winter to survive another age.
Bridge
Lantern oil burning low, smelling like the pine. Crone squinting through the fog, reading every sign. Wrinkles on her forehead mapping out the trap. Wisdom is a heavy crown sitting on her lap. We don't know the way.
Verse 4
Seventh face hidden, hood pulled down tight. No face, no name, swallowing the light. Outsider walking through the graveyard mud. Ice in the veins replacing the blood. Uncontrollable force, breaking every rule. Treating the king exactly like the fool. Can't categorize the dirt on the spade. Every other face was just stalling the blade.
Verse 5
Take a step back, look at the mosaic. Everything we live is violently archaic. Mercy and the murder, labor and the youth. Seven different lenses staring at the truth. Psychological mirror cracked on the wall. One divine force that's orchestrating it all. When the final bell rings and the fire turns cold. We all go back to the mold.
Chorus
One face for the gavel, one face for the grace! Seven different angles on the exact same face! Hammer strikes anvil. Pray to the steel, or pray to the hearth. Seven point star! Digging up the earth. Stranger in the doorway, cut the lights.
Outro
Seven point star. Hammer strikes anvil. Seven point star. Just one fire.
Inside the recording
Hammer strikes anvil. Seven point star on the chest plate.
Spin the glass prism, watch the light bend. Where the beginning stops, where the end begins.
Seven point star. Hammer strikes anvil.
Excerpts from artist-supplied lyric files matched by title. Lyric sheets may differ from the released performance.