Iron Roots Siege

(heyyy, hoyyy)

Dark dust rises from the tires tonight

We drive the black road with no beams of light

Pain is the spark that keeps the engine warm

We ride straight into the howling storm

Our land remembers every single blow

(a-ha-ha-ha) Now watch the fire in the valley grow

Through the bitter mud,

under heavy rain

We will break the iron,

we will bury pain

This is our victory,

born of noble rage (hey,

hey!)

No fake heroes, no grand brass brass bells

Just the heavy tread where the shadow dwells

We keep our promises written in the clay

No turning back now,

we take the day

Through the bitter mud,

under heavy rain

We will break the iron,

we will bury pain

This is our victory,

born of noble rage

(hey, hey!)

(hoy, hoy, hoy)