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In an age of iron and rust

Broken men lay down to turn to oust

In this age of iron and rust

That which once stood proud is lost

Willing to lose what might be lost

Neither break nor bend no matter the cost

In an age of iron and rust

Broken men lay down to turn to oust

In this age of iron and rust

That which once stood proud is lost

Taken by the hounds, cast into the pit

Fading away with every breath

You've entered an age of death

All that's left is colourless

But ye will never break, no matter the cost

In an age of iron and rust

Broken men lay down to turn to dust

In this age of iron and rust

That which once stood proud is lost