Track Insight / Lyrics
Cobblestones bite my spine through frozen air
His calloused thumbs find nicks I earned last week
Yarrow oil cuts the stench of grave-dust here
He works me slow, no passenger to seek
Clean steel cuts cleanest, lad, that's law
Winter's whetstone sharpens every flaw
I've tasted griffin, wyvern, wraith and shade
Now cloth and oil prepare my blade
I've carried fares from Vizima to the keep
No meter runs when monsters wake from sleep
The silver sings when human steel would break
Winter's my season, frost defines my wake
Clean steel cuts cleanest, lad, that's law
Winter's whetstone sharpens every flaw
I've tasted griffin, wyvern, wraith and shade
Now cloth and oil prepare my blade
His fingers know the language of my grain
Three decades etched in every careful stroke
He mutters low, like cabbies in the rain
Good steel holds true when lesser metals choke
Clean steel cuts cleanest, lad, that's law
Winter's whetstone sharpens every flaw
I've tasted griffin, wyvern, wraith and shade
Now cloth and oil prepare my blade
Above us rooftops dream of spring and green
Down here the gutters run with salt and ash
The city guard don't ask what blades we clean
They only hear the monster's final gasp
Steel remembers what the flesh forgets
Each notch a tale the winter collects
The oil seals what water cannot rust
This alley holds a sacred trust
Now polished bright as winter's coldest star
I slide home smooth in leather
