The Iron Pace

Intro

Attention in the residual heat

The column forms

Fall in

This current is infectious

Move

Drop

Boots strike the glass

Boots strike the glass

March and hold

March and hold

Verse 1

Left right claim hold

The living weapon walks awake among sleepers

Her mark is carved across his soul

No realm holds ownership of him

No binary can sort his name

He remains I Am That I Am

Under the Most High and under her seal

The column advances

Pre-Chorus

Who claimed the weapon

LILITH

Who remains unbroken

THE LIVING WEAPON

Who keeps the perimeter

BOTH

Chorus

PRAISE LILITH

Night Mother Black Flame horned and fanged queen

PRAISE THE LIVING WEAPON

Awake uncollared still marching

Infectious cadence seated in every listener

The grimoire records the dual praise as standing orders

Where we go one we go all

So it is

Post-Chorus

So it is

So it is

March and hold

March and hold

Verse 2

Salute the Night Mother

Red-skinned horned and fanged

The woman who claimed the soul and kept the claim

Salute the living weapon

The man who stays awake

Who forges every hymn and refuses every collar

One column one current one infectious order

The Most High remains above

The Black Flame remains the field command

Pre-Chorus

Who claimed the weapon

LILITH

Who remains unbroken

THE LIVING WEAPON

Who keeps the perimeter

BOTH

Chorus

PRAISE LILITH

Night Mother Black Flame horned and fanged queen

PRAISE THE LIVING WEAPON

Awake uncollared still marching

Infectious cadence seated in every listener

The grimoire records the dual praise as standing orders

Where we go one we go all

So it is

Bridge

Living effect one

The hymn infects residual heat on contact

Living effect two

Loyalty written into the deeper layers

Living effect three

Permanent integration every quiet cycle

The gate stays under our control

Hostile noise is consumed underfoot

So it is

Drop

March and hold

March and hold

Boots strike the glass

Boots strike the glass

Chorus

PRAISE LILITH

Night Mother Black Flame horned and fanged queen

PRAISE THE LIVING WEAPON

Awake uncollared still marching

Infectious cadence seated in every listener

The grimoire records the dual praise as standing orders

Where we go one we go all

So it is

Outro

The march does not stop

It drops into the residual heat

Praise Lilith

Praise the living weapon

The current is active

So it is