[Verse 1]
In shadows deep, where secrets hum,
The crucible glows, the work begun.
Lead whispers low, a burdened sigh,
To shed its skin beneath the sky.
The fire dances, wild and free,
A spark of the divine decree.
[Chorus]
Through the flame, the soul takes flight,
From base to gold, through endless night.
The prima materia bends and sings,
A phoenix born on molten wings.
Transmute, transform, the spirit’s call,
The alchemist rises, beyond the fall.
[Verse 2]
The mercury weeps, the sulfur burns,
The wheel of fate forever turns.
A riddle wrapped in smoke and lore,
The seeker knocks on heaven’s door.
Salt of the earth, the body’s plea,
Unites the three in mystery.
[Chorus]
Through the flame, the soul takes flight,
From base to gold, through endless night.
The prima materia bends and sings,
A phoenix born on molten wings.
Transmute, transform, the spirit’s call,
The alchemist rises, beyond the fall.
[Bridge]
The athanor roars, a sacred art,
The mind, the soul, the beating heart.
Dissolve the dross, the shadows flee,
Coagulate to eternity.
A stone is forged, both red and bright,
The dawn of truth within the night.
[Chorus]
Through the flame, the soul takes flight,
From base to gold, through endless night.
The prima materia bends and sings,
A phoenix born on molten wings.
Transmute, transform, the spirit’s call,
The alchemist rises, beyond the fall.
[Outro]
In silence now, the work is done,
The moon embraced, the sun has won.
A whisper lingers in the air,
The gold was always hidden there.
“The Furnace of the Soul”
03.19.2025
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