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(ahhhh) Rust on the gears,
the furnace is cold Under the weight of a story untold Cold
black iron gripping the soil Born from the ashes,
broken by toil
We hear the hammers fall
(hear them
fall) Breaking through the wall
Dark iron, heavy on the chest
No peace, no time for rest
In the shadow of the steel we stand
Dark iron ruling this land
Shackles of copper, chains of steel Crushed beneath the giant wheel
In the soot we make our grave
No more masters left to save (yeah)
Dark
iron... (shhhhh)