Hymn of the Rising Sun

Hymn of the Rising Sun 

> There is a forge in the Iron Waste / They call the Rising Sun 

> And it has claimed the souls of many men / But turned back only one 

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> My fate was cast in shattered steel / My oath to time undone 

> Now I ride the storm the owl foretold / From the forge of the Rising Sun 

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> The sky was torn by wings of brass / The stars began to bend 

> A thousand clocks were nailed to void / To mark the age’s end 

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> I rode the rails past ruin’s gate / Through wreckage, wrath, and flame 

> The past unmade, the future chained / But I recalled my name 

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> The owl it screamed a sacred note / That split the firmament 

> And we who heard it turned from sleep / To rise as penitent 

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> The horseman bears the embered law / In armor stitched with sin 

> His eyes reflect the afterworld / Where we shall ride again