Tarot

Oh iron, the taker of men
Gray glitter through the blood and rust
Your blade will fall again
Your spell will turn men into the dust
The spell of iron
Born from the heart of the earth
The spell of iron
Your death is promised by your birth
The spell of iron
Oh iron, you are a murder
You taste the life-force and eat it away
As we cross the lines of a border
We know that some of us will not see a new day
Oh iron, it is your bite
That drains our blood and gives us death
You give us the eternal night
But still your beauty takes away my breath