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Iron-Made (Caleb's Return) 1 by QAwerk

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Iron-Made (Caleb's Return) 1 by QAwerk - Metal music cover art

Iron-Made (Caleb's Return) 1

Metal

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Smoke from the kitchen, braised wings on a sunday plate, Sticky fingers, laughter folded into late daylight, A plastic click of toy guns, summers measured in brief games, I buried his name in yesterday, left footprints in the lane.
Remember smoke and vinegar, sauce on our knuckles bright, The porch light haloed promises beneath the dying light, We used to split the bones and dare the thunder to come close, Toy soldiers signed the gutters where the river caught our jokes.
Soft shadows used to call his name, like a hymn, Now his voice comes male, a new rhythm at the brim.
He came back, I am made, Caleb, I am made, Mechanical, uncool, brass breath and pistons that obey.
He came back, I am made, Colonel of my bones, He kills to keep me safe, his gears break down in whisper tones.
He wrote his death with his own two hands beneath the midnight rain, Stamped his papers with a silence, burned the boy's old name.
Where warm skin lived, cold breath sings, a hydraulic breath that counts, Gears thump through childhood photographs, Pistons knock like distant fans.
The past reaches out like paper, but his fingers close on steel in the darkest shadows.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.