Forged

One is the maker
One is the night
One is the taker
And one is to fight

Hamer and fire work as one
They build with power
Pressure and force
All the cool metals into a sword

I'm am the blacksmith
Maker of the strong
The metal I build
Will last all year long

Their made with love
Carved by fire
Hot like lava
cooled by water
And last but least
forged by desire.

Clang
Bang
This is what there made for
Battling all day long
Like a sword fighting song
 

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