Manning - The Forge lyrics

There's a glow in the night & deep red embers scatter all around Steam rising from the water to such a wonderful sound Beating on the anvil, keeping new metal in tow Even strokes but the tempo is rising now & what will it be? Every new shape starts this journey Summoned from the flame & beaten into life. Hanging from the hooks are horseshoes, pots & pans. Some for the Master, some for the worker of Lands The bellows & the furnace dance in furious harmony Wind & flame on a bed of earth in elemental symmetry Born out of sweat in a battle to commence Grappling with the raw flow with just his implements Long into the early hours, we hear his song But by morning the work will be over (the work will be over) By morning the task will be over (the task will be over) By morning the smoke will have cleared & a new day dawns Now the glow is all day as giant machines keep the metal turning Ma** producing parades of same product, side by side they roll to the end of the line Gone is the single hammer blow, it's all measured performance So the tempo never starts to rise within the air conditioned walls The factory walls