Into the Red Sun (versione 2)

Verse

Bare feet on the rusted rail, watch the iron gates slide open

Fingers tracing every rivet where my mother used to stand

Steam is rising off her collarbone and I can feel it too

This is how our story starts, not with a name or place or due

We're standing shoulder to shoulder as the furnace roars awake

Copper veins are burning bright beneath the orange factory haze

My father's hand on my shoulder says 'this one will be different

I don't know what he means but I believe him like it's written in my skin

Pre-Chorus

Let the iron turn to fire inside me, let it burn away the rest

Hold my shoulders and watch the steel ignite with every breath

Can you feel it rising up through our feet and into our chests?

I was made for this place

This is where I come alive

I was made for this fire

Chorus

I am a hammer in the heat of this furnace, driving every nail

Burning off the weight that's held me down for far too long

Into the red sun, watch me turn to steel and never fold

Every piece of me is going into something greater than gold

Verse

Grandfather used to tell us that a fire that's burning low will burn forever

That the only way it dies is when it finally decides not to try

I'm holding onto every word as I watch him walk away with ash and smoke

The weight he carried in his hands is now mine, and I won't make the same mistakes

Pre-Chorus

Let the iron turn to fire inside me, let it burn away the rest

Hold my shoulders and watch the steel ignite with every breath

Can you feel it rising up through our feet and into our chests?

I was made for this place

This is where I come alive

I was made for this fire

Chorus

I am a hammer in the heat of this furnace, driving every nail

Burning off the weight that's held me down for far too long

Into the red sun, watch me turn to steel and never fold

Every piece of me is going into something greater than gold

Bridge

No ashes here tonight, only metal, only light

The fire may subside but it stays with me till the fight

I'm not the man my father was, I am a burning coal

This furnace has no end and neither do I, we're made of steel and soul

Not for breaking or surrender, forged to last against the tide

Chorus

I am a hammer in the heat of this furnace, driving every nail

Burning off the weight that's held me down for far too long

Into the red sun, watch me turn to steel and never fold

Every piece of me is going into something greater than gold