[Verse 1] Red dawn on the anvils Copper dust on my hands I was small as a shadow once Now I’m the flame in these sands Desert carved my courage Grain by grain, every scar I learned to bend the iron Like I bend my own heart [Chorus] I am the Smith of Stony Sands (hey!) Fire in my chest, gold in my hands I walk the path the dunes demand And I shine for Aridinia Hammer rings for the Sultan’s guard Blades and bracelets, bright as stars I wrote my name in tempered art Now I shine for Aridinia [Verse 2] Wind sings old Atem stories Whispers through the mud-brick walls “Child, let your work be prayer” So I answer when it calls Armor for our riders Water hooks for every well Beauty in the buckle’s curve Strength in every rivet I weld [Chorus] I am the Smith of Stony Sands (oh!) Fire in my chest, gold in my hands I walk the path the dunes demand And I shine for Aridinia Hammer rings for the Sultan’s guard Blades and bracelets, bright as stars I wrote my name in tempered art Now I shine for Aridinia [Bridge] Once I hid my face in the furnace glow Afraid they’d see the cracks I know Now the mirror in the cooling steel Shows a woman the desert healed [Chorus] I am the Smith of Stony Sands (hey!) Fire in my chest, gold in my hands I walk the path the dunes demand And I shine for Aridinia For the children, for the caravans For the teachings of Atem’s hand I forged my soul, I took my stand Now I shine for Aridinia
