[Verse 1] Strike and temper, heat and flame The bellows breathe, the steel takes name The sparks fly high, the anvils ring And every blow’s a song we sing [Verse 2] The mold is set, the iron glows The rivets dance in practiced rows The hammer speaks, the tongs reply And sweat becomes our battle cry [Chorus] Strike and temper, don’t delay The clock is loud, the forge must play No time for doubt, no room for rest Just metal bent to meet our best [Verse 3] The dwarves taught rhythm, taught the beat To shape the hull and forge the fleet The coastal hands now match their pace And build with fire, grit, and grace [Verse 4] The judges watch, the crowd leans in The steel must sing, the brass must grin Each bolt a promise, each plate a vow To build the ships that shape us now [Chorus] Strike and temper, forge it true Let iron sing what hands can do No spell, no charm, no crest to claim Just fire shaped by mortal flame [Verse 5] The heat is high, the rhythm tight We chase the dawn with molten light And when the final clang is done We’ll know we forged what can’t be spun [Verse 6] So raise the hammer, feel the flame And let the steel remember name For every ship that sails the tide Was born where fire and pride collide [Chorus] Strike and temper, let it roar The ship begins on workshop floor No sea can sail, no mast can rise Without the heat that steel supplies
