Strength Through Steel Lyrics

Gather 'round I'll tell you

What the blacksmith said to me

He took me in when I was small

Raised me strong and by the sword

I slung a hammer

'Til the age of fourteen winters old

'Twas then he granted me a sword

To one day wield and to behold

I practiced day and night

Slaying monsters of the greatest evil heights

Conjured up from the mind of a boy who would be King

Oh Blacksmith

Teach me of your ancient ways

Gift to me the secret of the burning steel

Tell me how to wield the weapon of the shining stars

Hone for me the ancient cleaver of the Gods

You'll have to kill me cuz I'll never kneel

'Twas a cold dark winter night

And the frost was biting deep

And I smelled that forge's fire

Heard the anvil ring from just outside the old and slumbering keep

And the storm blew long

And the storm blew tall and loud

A torrent of eternal white

Blistering fierce as it howled into the night

Many weapons come and go

Cutting men down, cleaving deep and to the bone

Stack 'em high, smelt 'em down, for they mean naught

He'll never trade you for the blacksmith has his own

Oh Blacksmith

Teach me of your ancient ways

Gift to me the secret of the burning steel

Tell me how to wield the weapon of the shining stars

Hone for me the ancient cleaver of the Gods

Oh Blacksmith

Teach me of your ancient ways

Gift to me the secret of the burning steel

Tell me how to wield the weapon of the shining stars

Hone for me the ancient cleaver of the Gods

Strength through steel