Track Insight / Lyrics
Rust sings soprano when the wind blows right
Hinges groan descant through the longest night
Cracked paint peels like old hymnal pages torn
Moon bleeds orange on the threshold worn
Iron bars hold winter's breath
Choir loft smells like smoke and death
Altos hum where lock has failed
Harmonies in rust unveiled
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Leaves write liturgy as they die
No key fits this lock of bone
We sing the hymns we've always known
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Hallowed ground where spirits fly
Frost writes counterpoint on welded seams
Baritone fog rolls through broken dreams
Censer swings on chains no hand can hold
Incense rises from the autumn cold
Iron bars hold winter's breath
Choir loft smells like smoke and death
Altos hum where lock has failed
Harmonies in rust unveiled
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Leaves write liturgy as they die
No key fits this lock of bone
We sing the hymns we've always known
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Hallowed ground where spirits fly
Candle wax drips on the frozen latch
Flames bend low to catch the scratching match
Vestments torn by thorn and time's slow blade
Processional crosses the pavement laid
Organ pipes breathe through the grille
Pedal notes shake the window sill
Soprano soars where paint has peeled
Final amen stands revealed
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Leaves write liturgy as they die
No key fits this lock of bone
We sing the hymns we've always known
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Hallowed ground where spirits fly
Dawn will crack the stained-glass dark
Congregation leaves its mark
Collection plate holds copper leaves
Offering the season grieves
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Leaves write liturgy as they die
No key fits this lock of bone
We sing the hymns we've always known
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Hallowed ground where spirits fly
Iron gate, blood-orange sky
Hallowed ground where spirits fly
Cold iron tastes like communion wine
Leaves skitter psalms on broken stone
