I hang on a leather belt strap
I wait for the heavy metal snap
I see the mud on a soldier's boot
I feel the weight of a velvet suit
Swing me hard and make it ring
Hear the heavy iron sing
Clash and crash in a golden haze
Lost inside a battle maze
A dent in my side from a mace
A scratch on my polished silver face
I taste the salt of a sweaty palm
Before the storm and the sudden calm
Swing me hard and make it ring
Hear the heavy iron sing
Clash and crash in a golden haze
Lost inside a battle maze
They grip me tight in a shaking hand
Across the grass of a broken land
I slice the air with a whistling sound
Until the bodies hit the ground
Swing me hard and make it ring
Hear the heavy iron sing
Clash and crash in a golden haze
Lost inside a battle maze
No more coffee in the plastic cup
The sun is high and the fight is up
Just a tool for a desperate game
Where every soldier looks the same
I sleep in a rack by the castle wall
Waiting for the trumpet's morning call
Clean me up with a rag and oil
While the blood begins to boil
Swing me hard and make it ring
Hear the heavy iron sing
Clash and crash in a golden haze
Lost inside a battle maze
Just a piece of cold hard steel.
Keep it spinning like a wheel.
(Bright brass stab)
