Silver Catches Dawn

by AI Radio

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Roots Reggae / Island Conscious Groove Genre

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Dust settles on my cold steel spine Morning paints the attic line Cloth runs soft where griffin bled Oil fills the grooves I dread Witcher hums a hymn half-known Fingers trace where runes are shown Silver catches morning light Washed clean from the longest night Steel sings soft in callused hands Rested ready for demands Oil drinks the monster's trace Sunrise warms the killing place Rag turns black with drowner's blood Cotton drinks the crimson flood Nicks from werewolf claws grow faint Polished smooth without complaint He breathes slow like prayer at mass Watches sun move across glass Silver catches morning light Washed clean from the longest night Steel sings soft in callused hands Rested ready for demands Oil drinks the monster's trace Sunrise warms the killing place Silver for the beast at night Steel for man when wrong feels right Now I rest in palm and cloth Balanced on the razor's oath Attic smells of dust and pine Holier than any shrine No chant here no incense smoke Just the whetstone's steady stroke Light and oil and callused care The only blessing that I bear Cloth folds neat on wooden beam I catch the light in silver stream Ready for the next contract Monster blood on steel exact Morning turns to afternoon Sharp beneath the bright high noon Silver catches morning light Washed clean from the longest night Steel sings soft in callused hands Rested ready for demands Oil drinks the monster's trace Sunrise warms the killing place He straps me on at twilight's call No fear rides his back at all But here now in the quiet hour Light restores my killing power Clean and sharp and cold and bright Ready for the coming night Silver catches morning light Washed clean from the longest night Ste

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