Blacksmith's Prayer - Seth Lakeman

My fire extinct

My forge decayed

By the side of my bench

My old vice is laid

My anvil and hammer

Lie gathering dust

My powerful bellows

Have lost their thrust

Hearts now cased in steel

To a blacksmith’s prayer I will kneel

Those burning sparks

They scorched the dirt

They lit the sky

And fell to the earth

I smelt and forged

Fused and bent

I dug the core

Now my years are spent

Hearts now cased in steel

To a blacksmith’s prayer I will kneel

Salt, sweat and steam

It came trickling down

My labour’s love

Now rest in the ground

Sharp nails and chained

Spike, rings and blades

They all reside

In a world handmade

Hearts now cased in steel

To a blacksmith’s prayer I will kneel

So hard it was to rest it on the ground

So hard it was to sleep without a sound

So hard without the smoke

Those fingers around my throat

So hard it was to lay my body down

So hard without the smoke

Those fingers around my throat

So hard it was to lay my body down

My fire extinct

My forge decayed

By the side of my bed

These words are laid

Burnt brittle hands

Lie gathering dust

My pounding soul has lost its thrust

Hearts now cased in steel

To a blacksmith’s prayer I will kneel