Track Insight / Lyrics
The copper rooster spins above the shine
Bonfire gutters, spitting cinder light
Fryer hums a low and steady line
Regulars roll in before the night
Steam rises where the bacon meets the pan
Flames dance wild but never catch the fan
Grill holds heat like embers hold the dawn
Vane keeps turning, waiting for the yawn
Copper rooster, watching fire die
Turning slow beneath a hollow sky
Grease and ash and coffee in the cup
Shrine don't care who's warming up
Copper rooster, spinning on the rod
Laughing soft at every wandering god
Patrons talk in grunts and coffee steam
Knight in armor scratches at a seam
Estus flask gets passed from hand to hand
No one knows the way to promised land
Steam rises where the bacon hits the steel
Flames dance wild but nothing here is real
Grill holds heat like embers hold the morn
Vane keeps turning, waiting for the horn
Copper rooster, watching fire die
Turning slow beneath a hollow sky
Grease and ash and coffee in the cup
Shrine don't care who's warming up
Copper rooster, spinning on the rod
Laughing soft at every wandering god
Firekeeper tends the coil and wire
Humming tunes beside the dying fire
Cook flips eggs with wrist of practiced grace
Smile lines etched upon a weary face
Iron bones beneath the verdigris
Have witnessed centuries of ash and bliss
Tonight the grill sings low and sweet and deep
The rooster nods while all the knights sleep
Copper rooster, watching fire die
Turning slow beneath a hollow sky
Grease and ash and coffee in the cup
Shrine don't care who's warming up
Copper rooster, spinning on the rod
Laughing soft at every wandering god
Dawn cracks slow across the kiln-baked brick
Vane catches gold, a moment's gilded trick
Cook wipes the counter, calls it good enough
Regulars nod, finished, gruff and tough
Copper rooster, watching fire die
Turning slow beneath a hollow sky
Grease and ash and coffee in the cup
Shrine don't care who's warming up
Still turning when the last coal fades to grey
Copper rooster greets the breaking day
Vane spins on, the shrimp is in the pan
Another night, another serving man