Grace Like an Anchor

God exalt her, earth and altar
Rising from the grave where the canon falls
Boiling over, two to hold her
Stealing what you save for a higher call
Night to cover, born a brother
Let the bloodline mask where my heart is found
At the table, Cain and Abel
Raise another glass to a finer crown

Light swells in the air outside
Let your eyes grow wide now
Truth is a danger
The cruel joke of a rising tide
Let your cup run dry with
Grace like an anchor

Strength in hoarders, bone and mortar
Wasted on the zeal left to cauterize
Fight like a grenade, try on a new plague
Wear it till it heals then go up a size
March out of step now, less teeth and more growl
Cried against the storm the ship has run aground
Leave out the last word, new prince of this herd
File down the thorns, while the throne's still warm

After the earthquake, the last seal breaks
Christ you come and see what your son has done
Sky gets hotter, death in the water
Rising from the deep, now the wars begun

Hope's tied to the tracks and dead again
Chase down a few thoughts you stirred from
Way down there where your faith belongs
New chains for your peace of mind say
The glass may break but the blood moves on

Life's cracks with a knack for giving in
Hope's tied to the tracks and dead again