Echoes of a Rusty Blade ext v2
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Lyrics
Verse 1:In the dim light of the old saloon,With a rusty blade that sings too soon,Bitter tales spun under a waning moon,Echoes of pride, now just a ruin. Chorus:Cut down, cut deep, what’s a man to reap,When the ground below is steep?Lost all he’s known, to the bone,A soul to keep, heart turned to stone,And in every bite, a meat pickle,Salted tears, the truth is fickle. Verse 2:Whispers of a life once bold,Now stories of the flesh, retold,Silver reflections in pools of red,Visions of the past dance with the dead. Chorus:Cut down, cut deep, what’s a man to reap,When the ground below is steep?Lost all he’s known, to the bone,A soul to keep, heart turned to stone,And in every bite, a meat pickle,Salted tears, the truth is fickle. Bridge:Sharp the edge that cleaves the night,Shadows play in the fading light,Each slice a story, each cut a part,Of a vanished strength, a silent heart. Chorus:Cut down, cut deep, what’s a man to reap,When the ground below is steep?Lost all he’s known, to the bone,A soul to keep, heart turned to stone,And in every bite, a meat pickle,Salted tears, the truth is fickle. Outro:So here’s to the remnants, the pieces once whole,Bound by the flesh, freed in the soul.A grim tale ends on this forlorn night,In the echo of the blade’s final flight. Feel free to tweak or expand upon these lyrics as you see fit! Meat pickle (repeat)
