Mjolnir

Lyrics

They praise the cold iron, the star-metal gleam
But we know the truth of the black dwarven heat.
The bellows collapsed, tearing the seam,
Leaving me three inches short in the haft.
You never minded the flaw.
You reach before looking, the arc of your shoulder
Mapping my heavy iron head as your bone.
We are a single, impossible weight.

So throw me out into the blinding dark
Let me shatter the ice, let me sever the pine
I will trace the great curve of the sky like a spark
Drawn back to the gravity of your design
But my terror lives deep in the wind of the turn—
Not the giants I break, or the mountains that burn.
My fear is the day I fly back through the rain
And the iron glove is not waiting to catch me again.

I sit on the floor of the hall like a stone
While the others try lifting me, red in the face.
They think it's a trick of the magic I own
But it’s only the blood we have spilled in this place.
You wear the guilt of the slaughter so well,
Quiet and tired, rubbing your wrist.
I am the consequence holding the line,
The heavy conclusion inside of your fist.

So throw me out into the blinding dark
Let me shatter the ice, let me sever the pine
I will trace the great curve of the sky like a spark
Drawn back to the gravity of your design
But my terror lives deep in the wind of the turn—
Not the giants I break, or the mountains that burn.
My fear is the day I fly back through the rain
And the iron glove is not waiting to catch me again.

I know the old songs, how the water will rise.
I know the long snake with the pale, venomous eyes.
You will strike, I will crush, we will win, you will fall.
One step, two steps, nine steps away.
I will be falling from the clouds.

Who will I be when the thunder goes quiet?
A rock in the mud. A thing for your sons.
I am spinning backward through the heavy air
Looking down for your hand.
Looking down for a hand.