Midnight on the metal, sparks in my lungs,
I don’t pray soft — I pray like a drum.

Black smoke halo, hanging low on my head,
Boot heel gospel, waking up the dead.
Cold steel scripture in the bones of my hand,
I learned mercy late — now I speak it like command.
Chain-rattle, rain battle, back against the flame,
I came out marked... but I never came tame.

Hear that engine in my chest?
That ain’t fear — that’s what’s left.
Bent, not buried. Scarred, not done.
When I say my peace, it sounds like thunder.

Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
I don’t bow easy, I was built for the strain.
Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
Say my name in the fire — hear the whole sky change.

I got ash in my teeth and a vow in my jaw,
Blood on the lesson, but I still thank God.
Rust on the rafters, light through the cracks,
I done carried whole winters on the width of my back.
Slow-burn soul with a live-wire grin,
I don’t need clean hands to be born again.

Hear that engine in my chest?
That ain’t fear — that’s what’s left.
Hard road, hard rain, hard-earned faith,
I don’t break quiet — I break in place.

Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
I don’t bow easy, I was built for the strain.
Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
Say my name in the fire — hear the whole sky change.

Let the stained glass shake, let the red light spin,
I made peace with the dark, now it works for me.
No white flag, no sweet surrender,
Just a live coal heart getting harder to remember.
If heaven wants in, it can come through the smoke —
I’m still standing here when the last word’s spoke.

Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
I don’t bow easy, I was built for the strain.
Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
Say my name in the fire — hear the whole sky change.
Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
Every scar I carry got a pulse and a flame.
Iron in the amen, iron in the amen,
I walked out of the furnace with a crown made of pain.

Midnight on the metal, sparks in my lungs...
I don’t pray soft. I become the drum.