East Across the Mediterranean - Blaze Lyrics

The
Smith in his chamber sits
Shunned and abandoned with
His works defined by the
Swing of a hammer that
No one shall see until
Those blades are driven through
The hearts of hundreds of men
His Aphrodite was
Not the right fit for him
Love-barren union left
Rotting and borne in sin
Her beauty rivaled the
Shields and the swords that sprang
From his bruised and calloused hands
Let the hammer land
Armories filled to the
Brim with his fingerprint
After his mangled self
Thrown down from Olympus
Gratitude from king Zeus
When his lightning's let loose
Hephaestus forged in the blaze