THE SEED BREAKS STONE | Symphonic Heavy Metal

The Seed Breaks Stone Lyrics A bell in the mountain counts the winter down Ash settles softly on the border town I keep one match in a rusted tin For the door we swore we would not let in You drew a map on the kitchen tile With a carpenter's pencil and a crooked smile Marked every road that the flood had claimed Then wrote my name where the compass failed I heard the old house breathe below Through broken pipes and the buried snow You said, “If the roof gives way tonight Take my hand and follow the light” Now the north wind claws at the window frame But I still remember the sound of your name Raise the iron crown from the frozen ground Let the sleeping thunder answer now If the world goes dark, we will strike a spark And carry the dawn through the falling stars No gate, no grave, no river of flame Can turn us back from the road we made The river rose past the chapel door Dragged silver chairs across the floor We tied our hope to a cedar beam And watched it vanish downstream At daybreak, under a copper sky You found a seed in the wreckage dry Pressed it deep in the shattered stone Said, “Roots can begin where the walls are gone” Though the years leave knives in the family tree Every scar is proof that you stood with me Raise the iron crown from the frozen ground Let the sleeping thunder answer now If the world goes dark, we will strike a spark And carry the dawn through the falling stars No gate, no grave, no river of flame Can turn us back from the road we made Break the silence! I have carried the weight of the vanished and lost Counted every promise and measured its cost But the hands that held me are still in my blood And the heart that survived will become a flood Stand where the mountains remember Stand while the cold rivers rise Raise the iron crown from the frozen ground Let the sleeping thunder answer now If the world goes dark, we will strike a spark And carry the dawn through the falling stars No gate, no grave, no river of flame Can turn us back from the road we made The seed breaks stone in the morning rain Your crooked map leads home again