The heat of the forge

(Verse 1) In a forge of flame and steel, where shadows dance and sparks reveal, There dwells a beast of iron might, with a heart as dark as the night. His hands are hammers, his breath is fire, forged in the depths of a burning pyre, A monsterus blacksmith, fearsome and bold, his tale of woe has yet been told. (Chorus) Raise your hammer, let it ring, In the face of danger, let your strength sing. Forced to fight, to protect what's dear, The iron beast, with no room for fear. (Verse 2) Long ago, in a time of strife, he forged his home with iron's life, But shadows lurked beyond his door, seeking blood and seeking more. With every strike, his anger grew, as the darkness threatened all he knew, He vowed to stand, to guard his keep, in the silence, his vigil to keep. (Chorus) Raise your hammer, let it ring, In the face of danger, let your strength sing. Forced to fight, to protect what's dear, The iron beast, with no room for fear. (Bridge) Through the night, he stands alone, his heart of iron, cold as stone, But in his eyes, a flicker of flame, a glimmer of hope, a forgotten name. For even monsters, forged in fire, can find redemption, can aspire, To be more than just a beast of war, to find peace in the light once more. (Chorus) Raise your hammer, let it ring, In the face of danger, let your strength sing. Forced to fight, to protect what's dear, The iron beast, with no room for fear. (Outro) So let his tale be heard afar, of the monsterus blacksmith, beneath the stars, Who raised his hammer, not for greed, but to protect, to plant the seed, That even in the darkest night, there shines a glimmer, a guiding light, And though his form be wrought in iron, his spirit soars, forever inspired.