Legacy of Iron

To shun the steel of towering spires Content in land where time expires Every morn greets the rooster's crow Among these fields, our lives we sow [Pre-Chorus] With calloused hands, we shape the earth In honest toil, we find our worth This is the end of Lagshire's tale Through my eyes, see the rustic trails No yieldin' to the city's lure, stand sure No more for me, just farm allure Stay with my goats, in fields so pure And thrive on this life, so archaic and demure In Lagshire town, the anvil's ring calls clear Hammer falls, echoes the sound of years Where Kevin roams, and Bruce stands by his side Our steel wills match the iron that we bide [Chorus] For in this land of green, under the sky so vast Lags the farmer stands, his legacy to cast