Iron Beasts of Yore
In days of yore, with shields of steel
A tale that's spun for hearts to feel
When iron beasts from stars appeared
And earth was gripped in ancient fear
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
No one tells the dark decree
Etched in the scars of history
A thousand virgins, pure and bright
Were given up to end the night
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
A hidden price, the secret woe
To save the world, the truth won't show
Two hundred years, the scars remain
In shadows deep, the whispers wane
Our swords now turned on kin and friend
In endless strife, will we ever mend?
Some say the beasts still tread below
In bunkers cold, where secrets grow
I can't believe, my eyes are gone
But I feel like now I'm wrong
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
A hidden price, the secret woe
To save the world, the truth won't show
We sharpen blades and build our walls
For storm clouds rise and shadows call
The lessons carved in lore and stone
Prepare us for what once was known
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
In solemn nights, we face the fate
Of ancient wars and love turned hate
We guard the gates with solemn gaze
And pray the sun will end our haze
They rode on wings of silver gleam
With voices strong, they hailed the dream
A tale that's spun for hearts to feel
When iron beasts from stars appeared
And earth was gripped in ancient fear
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
No one tells the dark decree
Etched in the scars of history
A thousand virgins, pure and bright
Were given up to end the night
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
A hidden price, the secret woe
To save the world, the truth won't show
Two hundred years, the scars remain
In shadows deep, the whispers wane
Our swords now turned on kin and friend
In endless strife, will we ever mend?
Some say the beasts still tread below
In bunkers cold, where secrets grow
I can't believe, my eyes are gone
But I feel like now I'm wrong
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
A hidden price, the secret woe
To save the world, the truth won't show
We sharpen blades and build our walls
For storm clouds rise and shadows call
The lessons carved in lore and stone
Prepare us for what once was known
They rode on wings of fire and smoke
With voices loud, they spoke and spoke
In solemn nights, we face the fate
Of ancient wars and love turned hate
We guard the gates with solemn gaze
And pray the sun will end our haze
They rode on wings of silver gleam
With voices strong, they hailed the dream
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