Forged in Fire

Out of the cold,

under the weight

We find the line we have to trace

No easy road, no soft design

You build the steel inside the mind (ahhh)

Every scar is a holy flame

Every break is a brand new name

Through the fire,

through the stone

We claim the throne we carved alone! (yeah)

Discipline

is the quiet blade

By which the master's soul

is made

Through the fire,

through the stone

We claim the throne we carved alone!

(we rise!)

Carved alone. (hummmm)