Forged by Fire and Stone Lyrics

Fathers of seven forged by fire and stone
Born to the iron mountains they now claim as home
Bound to the will of hate, by an ancient smith of yore
Forgotten they lie, beneath their shameful lore

Awaiting their song from the timeless hall
Maker of moon and stars, stands fierce and tall

Driven by a ruthless rage, his molten hammer flies
Weeping with great remorse, his iron hammer dives
Through the misty clouds, crashing with thunderous power
Pleading with mercy, the seven tear and cower

Unbarring sorrow loosens their merciful hold
Horns sound in the distant halls, a new journey untold

Seven axes granted to seven fathers, wise and bold
Unyielding to the dark and corrupt, warriors of gold

Crafted by the storms of strife and stone
Baring snow and ice, their resilient blood is sewn

Driven by a ruthless rage, his molten hammer flies
Weeping with great remorse, his iron hammer dives
Towards the rolling hills, bellowed with mighty courage
Under the mountains, in the darkness lying among the stone