Fortune’s Fools – The Judge | Dark Fantasy Symphonic Metal

The Judge From The Hand That Holds by Fortune’s Fools. Every hand that held, commanded, corrected and claimed eventually arrives here. “The Judge” is the sixth and final track from The Hand That Holds — an album about control disguised as care, order, loyalty, precision and judgement. 🎧 Listen to Fortune’s Fools on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0rxDf... LYRICS No door is marked No road is named Yet every road Arrives the same The hall is still The candles lean The scales are set For king and queen I read the life Behind the name I weigh the truth Of what you became The scale is waiting The hand is still I do not command you Yet still you will I do not call I do not chase I do not bargain For your days I do not rule I do not plead I only weigh What you have been The scale is waiting For the last time The heart is weighed The name is named No crown No chain No oath No lie No voice can bargain No hand can hide The gavel falls The sentence stands All things arrive All things are placed Some come crowned And some come chained Some come clean And some blood stained Some come salt worn From the sea Some come late With borrowed hours Some come soft With folded hands Some come carrying Broken orders Some come dragging Broken plans No title holds No banner stays No oath outlives The final gaze I weigh the hand That held too tight I weigh the law That called it right I weigh the rope I weigh the chain I weigh the order And the pain I weigh the love That came too late I weigh the lie That called control fate I do not damn I do not save I show the road Your choices paved Nothing is lost Nothing is small The scale remembers Every fall Do not kneel There is no throne Do not beg You came alone I am not cruel I am not kind I am the door At the edge of time I do not hunt I do not call I am the end That waits for all No higher hand No hidden door No second road No asking more The weight is known The way is shown The hand is lifted The gavel will fall The scale has spoken For the last time The heart is weighed The name is named No crown No chain No oath No lie No voice can bargain No hand can hide The gavel falls The sentence stands All things arrive All things are placed No door is marked No road is named Yet every road Arrives the same The last bell fades The candles lean No road returns From where you have been The gavel falls The sentence stands All things arrive All things are placed — Fortune’s Fools Dark Fantasy Symphonic Metal The Hand That Holds Track 6 — The Judge #FortunesFools #TheJudge #TheHandThatHolds #DarkFantasyMetal #SymphonicMetal