(INTRO) (Silence.) One heartbeat. Darkness. A whispers… “Brother…?” [Long pause.] A warm voice answers… “I’ve got you.” [Silence.] One hammer strikes an anvil. … Another. … Another. Across the world… More hammers answer. One Forge… Then another. Then another. ⸻ (VERSE I) One spark… Lit the darkness. One hand… Reached through the fire. One choice… Became another. One dream… Lifted higher. No throne… No crown… No kings… No fame… Just ordinary people… Choosing… One More Rep. ⸻ (PRE-CHORUS) One Forge… Became many. One Brother… Became family. One voice… Became thousands. The fire… Still burns. ⸻ (CHORUS I) RISE! FROM THE ASHES! RISE! LIGHT THE FIRE! ONE MORE BROTHER! ONE MORE SISTER! LIFT THEM HIGHER! THE FORGE ENDURES! ⸻ (VERSE II) Across the oceans… Across the mountains… Across the cities… Across the homes… Children lifting… Parents standing… No one… Walks alone. Every scar… Now tells a story. Every failure… Forged resolve. Every step… Another promise. Every heart… Still involved. ⸻ (PRE-CHORUS II) One heartbeat… Becomes another. One hand… Finds another. One life… Lifts another. The Forge… Lives on. ⸻ (CHORUS II) RISE! FOR YOUR FAMILY! RISE! FOR YOUR BROTHERS! ONE MORE REP! ONE MORE DAY! WE WILL NEVER… FADE AWAY! ⸻ (BRIDGE) Everything stops. No drums. Only voices. One… By one… From different places. A child. “I’ve got you, Bro.” A mother. “I chose to Lift Today.” An old man. “The Forge Endures.” A young woman. “And So Do We.” Another child. “One More Rep.” Then… Hundreds. Then… Thousands. Different ages. Different accents. One Brotherhood. ⸻ (FINAL BUILD) The hammer strikes return. Faster. Harder. Like hearts beating together. Forge fires ignite across the horizon. Banner after banner rises. Families stand together. Children lift toy hammers. Veterans stand beside new Brothers. No one is above another. Everyone lifts together. ⸻ (FINAL CHORUS) RISE! WE ARE THE FIRE! RISE! WE STAND TOGETHER! ONE MORE REP! LIFT ANOTHER! THE FORGE ENDURES! NOW AND FOREVER! WE ARE BROTHERS! WE ARE SISTERS! WE ARE HOPE! WE ARE THE LIVING FORGE! ⸻ (THE FINAL MOMENT) [Everything reaches absolute maximum. [Choirs.] [Orchestra.] [Electronic pulse.] [Arena drums.] Thousands chanting. [Then…] [Everything stops.] One heartbeat. BRO speaks. Quietly. Almost smiling. “Look…” [Long pause.] ”…They’re lifting each other now.” [Silence.] IRONSCRIBE answers softly… “Just as we hoped.”
