[Intro – slow strings, rising percussion] Steel doesn’t forget. It waits. [Verse 1 – clean grit] They buried the blade in the dirt Said “Rust is what you are” Left it there through seasons Under boot prints and scars Rain ate at the edges Time dulled every line But iron doesn’t vanish It just waits for fire and spine [Pre-Chorus – building] You can call something broken When you’re done with its edge But pressure makes memory And heat makes a pledge [Chorus – powerful clean] Put me back in the furnace Let the old shape die Hammer out the fractures Under open sky If I come out sharper It’s because I’ve been burned You don’t kill the metal You temper what you’ve earned [Verse 2 – light harsh accent] Every strike against me Rings louder than before Pain is just percussion When you’re building something more They thought the burial ended me They thought decay would win But fire is a language And I’m fluent in it now [Breakdown – controlled] Strike. Turn. Strike. Turn. Heat is not the enemy. It’s how you learn. [Bridge – clean soaring] I am not the rust you left I am not the blade you knew I am edge with memory And fire running through [Final Chorus] Put me back in the furnace Let the sparks ignite I was never fragile I was waiting for the fight If I cut through silence If I sever what confined It’s because I chose the flame Instead of letting it define
