#2 Fusion (The Foundry)

[#2: "Fusion (The Foundry)"] Gravity squeezed the hydrogen thin Ten million degrees—let the crush begin Proton to proton, they kiss and they fuse Helium bleeds from a star's first bruise Carbon next, then oxygen's birth Neon and magnesium, forging the earth Before there was dirt, before there was bone The star was a furnace, and we were its stone This is the foundry, this is the fire Matter ascending on a funeral pyre Press it together, make it hold tight Out of the pressure, we borrow our light Silicon builds and sulfur descends Iron waits quietly where fusion ends But we're not there yet—let the star burn bright Turn hydrogen into heaven tonight Every atom in your blood's deep red Was hammered and crushed in a stellar bed You think you were born in a hospital room? You were born in a star's exploding womb This is the foundry, this is the fire Matter ascending on a funeral pyre Press it together, make it hold tight Out of the pressure, we borrow our light Fusion doesn't ask permission Fusion doesn't feel the pain Fusion just obeys the gravity And builds the world again The star burns on