Track Insight / Lyrics
I catch the beam from broken screens
Where hunters wipe the monster clean
The silver drinks the dying light
Before the feature starts tonight
Cloth moves slow in circular grace
Dust and ichor leave no trace
Each pass reveals a brighter face
Salt and silver, salt and steel
Reflecting stories incomplete
No lighthouse lens could throw so far
Ghost movies on a silver scar
The screen shows kings in paper crowns
While witcher kneels on frozen ground
His fingers know each notch and nick
From griffin, wraith, and vampire's trick
Oil feeds the hungry metal skin
Seven centuries of death grind thin
The edge returns to sweet violin
Salt and silver, salt and steel Reflecting stories incomplete
No lighthouse lens could throw so far
Ghost movies on a silver scar
The projector coughs and sputters out
Reel burns up without a doubt
But blade still holds the final frame
Long after credits speak their name
I was forged in mountain fire
Quenched in brine by wetland hire
Three keepers tended lantern flame
Now I catch the projector's game
No storm can dull what steel remembers
Salt and silver, cold December
Salt and silver, salt and steel Reflecting stories incomplete
No lighthouse lens could throw so far
Ghost movies on a silver scar
Morning comes and screen goes white
Witcher sheathes me for the ride
But I still taste the projected sea
And all the ghosts he set free
Salt and silver, salt and steel
Reflecting stories incomplete
No lighthouse lens could throw so far
Ghost movies on a silver scar
Salt and silver, salt and steel
The brightest light I've learned to feel
Projector dies, the blade stays bright
Salt and silver through the night
