The Spell Of Iron - 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

Born from the heart of the earth

Your death is promised by your birth

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