The Forge Never Sleeps Lyrics

From dawn till dusk, the hammer rings,

The fire roars, the anvil sings.

Blades to temper, armor to mend,

No time to rest, no time to bend.

The orders pile, the sparks take flight,

Another blade, another knight.

I hire hands, expand the floor,

Still they're lined up at the door.

The forge never sleeps, the flames burn bright,

Steel and sweat in the endless fight.

More ore, more hands, the bellows roar,

Building the future on this shop's floor.

The forge never sleeps, it pounds and hums,

A symphony of steel, as the workday drums.

The carts roll in with ore to feed,

The growing hunger of endless need.

I dream of rest, but can't slow down,

The fire's my crown, this hammer my gown.

Each swing a promise, each spark a cheer,

For the craft I love, though the strain draws near.

Through soot and strain, I'll make it through,

The forge demands, and I'll see it true.

The forge never sleeps, the flames burn bright,

Steel and sweat in the endless fight.

More ore, more hands, the bellows roar,

Building the future on this shop's floor.

The forge never sleeps, it pounds and hums,

A symphony of steel, as the workday drums.

Each blade I forge, a story told,

Of fire's heat and iron cold.

Through growing pains, this craft will thrive,

I'll feed the flames to keep it alive.

The forge never sleeps, the flames burn bright,

Steel and sweat in the endless fight.

More ore, more hands, the bellows roar,

Building the future on this shop's floor.

The forge never sleeps, it pounds and hums,

A symphony of steel, as the workday drums.

With every spark, the dream expands,

A legacy built by weary hands.

The forge never sleeps, it drives my days,

Forging tomorrow, in fiery haze.