Blacksmith's Wisdom

Flame, I smell flame upon you
Power of the gods, how brightly you burn
Flame, dear flame, I give you my all
Still you waver and falter

Feel the hammer strike
Giving life into steel
With power from the flame
Artwork designed to kill

A weapon to tip the scales
Against the might of the lords
I hear the will of the blade
Calling out for their souls

To be one with the flame
To be kin to the fire
Tools and tricks of a trade
Born in righteous desire

Edge of sword, point of spear
Curve of axe, weight of club
Children of dying embers
From the flame that I love

Flame, I smell flame upon you
If you walk with flame, then I salute you
Flame, dear flame, we give you our all
Still you waver and falter

The embers radiate
A dull light nearly exhausted
Revealing an eerie resilience
Linked to the fire

From the start of time
Flame allowed man to flourish
And even now, we devise new fiery arts
The flame allures us, allows us to see