歌词
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the forge, where flames burn bright,
A master smith toils through the day and night.
With sweat on his brow and passion in his soul,
He forges an axe, with a blade of purest coal.
(Chorus)
Axe of might, forged in fire's embrace,
With each strike of the hammer, it finds its place.
In the hands of a warrior, it gleams with power,
A masterfully crafted weapon, for the darkest hour.
(Verse 2)
From the depths of the earth, the ore is drawn,
Refined and tempered, until the break of dawn.
With skillful hands, the smith shapes the steel,
Creating a weapon of strength and zeal.
(Chorus)
Axe of might, forged in fire's embrace,
With each strike of the hammer, it finds its place.
In the hands of a warrior, it gleams with power,
A masterfully crafted weapon, for the darkest hour.
(Bridge)
In battle's fury, it cleaves through the fray,
With each swing, it leads the way.
A symbol of courage, in the hands of the brave,
The masterfully forged axe, a legend to save.
(Chorus)
Axe of might, forged in fire's embrace,
With each strike of the hammer, it finds its place.
In the hands of a warrior, it gleams with power,
A masterfully crafted weapon, for the darkest hour.
(Outro)
So raise high the axe, let its blade shine bright,
A testament to craftsmanship, in the heat of the fight.
For in the hands of the worthy, it will never fail,
The masterfully forged axe, a timeless tale.
A masterfully crafted weapon, for the darkest hour.
(Outro)
So raise high the axe, let its blade shine bright,
A testament to craftsmanship, in the heat of the fight.
For in the hands of the worthy, it will never fail,
The masterfully forged axe, a timeless tale.le.
