Cold Iron from Warrior-Poet by Strange Aura

Gold is for the mistress silver for the maid
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade
Good said the baron sitting in his hall
But iron cold iron is master of them all

So he made rebellion against the king his liege
Camped before his citadel and summoned it to siege
Nay said the cannoneer on the castle wall
But iron cold iron shall be master of you all

Woe for the baron and his knights so strong
When the cruel cannon balls laid them all along
He was taken prisoner he was cast in thrall
And iron cold iron was master of it all

Yet his king spake kindly ah how kind a lord
What if I release thee now and give thee back thy sword
Nay said the baron mock not at my fall
For iron cold iron is master of men all

Tears are for the craven prayers are for the clown
Halters for the silly neck that cannot keep a crown
As my loss is grievous so my hope is small
For iron cold iron must be master of men all

Yet his king made answer few such kings there be
Here is bread and here is wine sit and sup with me
Eat and drink in Mary’s name the whiles I do recall
How iron cold iron can be master of men all

He took the wine and blessed it he blessed and brake the bread
With his own hands he served them and presently he said
See these hands they pierced with nails outside my city wall
Show iron cold iron to be master of men all

Wounds are for the desperate blows are for the strong
Balm and oil for weary hearts all cut and bruised with wrong
I forgive thy treason I redeem thy fall
For iron cold iron must be master of men all

Crowns are for the valiant sceptres for the bold
Thrones and powers for mighty men who dare to take and hold
Nay said the baron kneeling in his hall
But iron cold iron is master of men all
Iron out of Calvary is master of men all

• Electronic
• concept album
• epic
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