Luck Has a Price

Under the black wing Under the moon Every locked chamber Opens too soon We learned long ago That luck is a debt The door may forget you The dark will not forget A key in the cistern A shrine with no flame A Nightingale promise That outlives a name Nocturnal does not bless us for free The shadow keeps count of the thief and the fee Luck has a price Luck has a price Pay it in silence And vanish from sight We owe what we take We return what was sworn Luck has a price In the dark we are born Mercer took fortune And poisoned the well The Guild felt the hunger No candle could tell So down through the twilight We carried the blame With hands full of stolen And hearts full of shame The Ebonmere waits where the brave never sing A debt is a lock And the oath is the key Luck has a price Luck has a price Pay it in silence And vanish from sight We owe what we take We return what was sworn Luck has a price In the dark we are born We are not priests We are not saints We are the footsteps The ledger misnames Give us the night Give us the door Give back the key And the Guild rises more Luck has a price Luck has a price Pay it in silence And vanish from sight We owe what we take We return what was sworn Luck has a price In the dark we are born Luck has a price Luck has a price The moon knows our faces The guards know our lies Under the black wing Under the stone The debt is the Guild And the Guild is our home