Lyric

Rust on my hands

Faith in the cracks…

Beneath the dust, the angels fade

Holy rust, a prayer decayed

Every nail that pierced the ground

Still hums the sound of the lost and found

Broken altars, molten stone

The voice of faith still burns alone

My heart’s a clock of rusted gears

Still ticking loud through dying years

I scream to stone — it screams to me

Rust-colored prayers, don’t fade away!

Steel hands rise, I will not pray!

Echo through the iron air

Rust-colored prayers still burn there!

Dust in my lungs, fire in my throat

The ash of gods still makes me float

A bleeding world beneath my knees

Still begs for faith that never sees

I built my faith from broken wire

Rust and flame, my holy fire

Rust-colored prayers, don’t fade away!

Steel hearts rise, I will not pray!

Echo through the iron air

Rust-colored prayers still burn there!

My faith…

Still alive in the rust