Forged by Iron and Fire
There are the last rays of sunshine morning
The fire soon took shape
And was respectfully greeted by blacksmith
The steel obeyed his will and income is under fire
Forged by iron and fire
In the eyes of blacksmith
reflected the first sparks
Melted turning them into a true
River of blood red and bright
In the hands of blacksmith imposing
The absolute power sword
Forged by iron and fire