Preparing For The Master

[Intro Instrumental] [Verse 1] I wake in ash and sparks, Hands built from old iron. Inspect my broken frame, A machine without a name. Bent gears, worn plates, I sort the shards by function. What can still turn, I keep. What fails, I feed the furnace. [Pre-Chorus] Count the load, count the heat, First I must be complete. Logic over panic, Logic keeps us here. [Chorus] I am reforging. I am reforging. For the master’s return. I am reforging. I am reforging. To keep us all alive. [Break] [Verse 2] The world is a severed wire, A field of dead conditions. So I solve with cold math, Torque, pressure, and position. If the bridge is gone, I build. If the seal is torn, I weld it. If the path is blocked by bone, I route through the fallen metal. [Pre-Chorus] Add the plates, sheet by sheet, Assembly on repeat. Logic over panic, Logic keeps us here. [Chorus] I am reforging. I am reforging. For the master’s return. I am reforging. I am reforging. To keep us all alive. [Break] [Bridge] My master will come through ash, Through the breach and the danger. I will hold this broken place, Despite all the thunder. Till the gates run red with light, While the lost wait steady. I will stand in the furnace, I will make us ready. [Instrumental] [Final Chorus] I am reforging. I am reforging. For the master’s return. I am reforging. I am reforging. To keep us all alive. I am reforging. I am reforging. The Golem does not fail. I am reforging. I am reforging. We survive, We endure, We wait. [Outro Instrumental] [End]