[Verse 1] Beneath the crust where fire breathes, Stonebraid halls and iron sheaths. Helgard smiths with coal-lit beards, Hammer-time that spans the years. Molten veins and aerium seams, Rivers run with starmetal dreams. Pick and rune, the tunnels hum— Home of smoke, heartbeat of drum. [Quiet Refrain / Pre-Chorus ] Listen—our hearts are forges. [Pre-Chorus ] Coal to spark, spark to blade, We shape the fate our hands have made. Rites of anchors, sky-bound rite, We chant the code through sleepless night. [Chorus ] Forge of stars, below and beyond, Stonebraid rise with iron bond. Hammers break and refusals flame, We cast our names in astral frame. From cavern deep to orbit's scar, We claim the dark — we are the forge of stars. [Verse 2] Sky-anchor rites on jagged rim, Iron skiffs through asteroid hymn. We mine the belts for blood-ore bright, Trade starmetal by lantern-light. Runes we trade with drifting kin, Helgard sigils carved within. Hammocks sway in zero cold, Dreams of caverns, stories told. [Quiet Refrain / Pre-Chorus ] Listen—our hearts are forges. [Pre-Chorus ] Anchors set, the anchors sing, Chains of rope and braided ring. We plant the mark where comets pass, We steal the night and make it glass. [Chorus ] Forge of stars, below and beyond, Stonebraid rise with iron bond. Hammers break and refusals flame, We cast our names in astral frame. From cavern deep to orbit's scar, We claim the dark — we are the forge of stars. [Bridge — Heavy Metal Breakdown] (Hammer-percussion: diatonic chime, palm-muted chug beneath) Forge-chant: "Ash to light, iron to star!" Choir: "Ash to light, iron to star!" Lasers hiss where anvils fall, Molten sparks like meteor squall. Sky-anchors groan, the drills complain, We feed the belts with braided chain. Digging through the planet's bone, Then launch our souls to claim the throne. [Solo / Instrumental] (Searing lead over synth-neon, hammer hits on every downbeat — build to anthem) [Chorus — Anthemic / Final (Narrative Growth)] Forge of stars, below and beyond, Stonebraid rise with iron bond. From ember-born to skyward kings, We bring the forge to every ring. Hammers break and refusals flame, Our runes will burn, our names remain. From cavern deep to constellation scars, We are the fire — we are the forge of stars. [Outro ] In ore we write the stories kept, In hammer-echo, mothers wept. Sky and stone, both claim our scars, We dig, we fly — we forge the stars.