And spin it into stars unsent

The weight we bore the chains we kept

You melt them down where angels wept

Ash to gold grief to praise

You rewrite the lines we cannot phrase

In the forge your fire glows

Beauty born from what we chose

Alchemist stone refining flame

You turn our shadows into names

Alchemist stone burn through the night

Turn our rust to rivers of light

In my very final we rise

You are the forge the flame the skies

The lies we wore as armor thin

You pierce with truth unyielding pit

The fractured glass is splintered wood

You gather them for sacred good

Scars to maps wounds to wine

You make the disjoin it divine

In the ache your purpose stays

A symphony from descending days

Alchemist stone burn through the night

Turn our rust to rivers of light

In my very final we rise

You are the forge the flame the sky

You take our dust our shattered rhyme

And build a clock to meet all time

The dross may cling but you refine

Your touch makes dead things breathe and shine

In my very final we rise

You are the fire in the sky