Blood Makes the Strong - An Original Song by Pantokrator Productions

Blood Makes the Strong

Snow stacked high on the mountain’s spine
Orders came down, said hold that line
They sent me west with a rusted soul
Medals don’t warm you when the cold takes hold
Fort made of timber and half-paid men
Eyes like wolves, starving again
We prayed to God, we rationed lies
But hunger’s louder than alibis
There’s a whisper in the pinewood trees
Says take what you need, take what you please
They say blood makes the strong man stand
Makes a king from a broken hand
When the meat runs dry and the night comes fast
You eat the future, you eat the past
Say a prayer but the prayer won’t last
Blood makes the strong
Stranger came in with a shaking breath
Smelled like iron, spoke like death
Told us tales of a frozen cave
Of brother on brother, the fed and the flayed
Said he learned a law older than sin
Eat the fallen, let the power in
Said fear is food, mercy’s a lie
And God won’t look you in the eye
There’s a fire that don’t give no light
Just burns your name in the dead of night
They say blood makes the strong man stand
Makes a king from a broken hand
When the meat runs dry and the night comes fast
You eat the future, you eat the past
Say a prayer but the prayer won’t last
Blood makes the strong
I felt it in me, sweet and mean
Like a rusted blade, sharp and clean
Every sin started making sense
Every fence turned into defense
I tried to run, I tried to pray
But the hunger don’t ever stay away
It just waits till the weak fall down
Then it crowns you king of the ground
Now the fort’s just bones and smoke
Names carved deep where the vows once broke
I see my face in the butcher’s pan
Half a ghost, half a damned man
If I live through this frozen hell
I’ll carry the smell where I fell
You can bury me under the snow
But the hunger’s the only thing I know
They say blood makes the strong man stand
Makes a king from a broken hand
When the meat runs dry and the night comes fast
You eat the future, you eat the past
Say a prayer but the prayer won’t last
Blood makes the strong
Snow keeps falling, red won’t fade
Strength’s a debt that’s never paid
If you hear me coming, run along
’Cause blood makes the strong