Carry the ores up from the deep
Scent of iron put you to sleep
Smelt them in the forges' fires
Wake the flaming monster's ire
Scent of iron
Cultivated in the gardens of learning
Shipped to a realm where the kilns are turning
That glowing liquid, red, is poured into the mold
Then hammered into shape until it's cold
The smell of the artisans at work
With muscles bulging through metal shirts
Smell the scent in the air
Curious hands should beware
In the heart of civilization
Fueling industry above
The city's heart pumping blood
Hot molten steel for the fire
So smell the scent of iron
In the deserts they erect mighty monuments
Crystal towers, they predict what the heavens meant
But we let the hammers fall to make forges way too tall
Schools and museums all seem grand till you hear the call
The gleam of metal red and proud
Let the hammers ring out loud
Smell the scent in the air
Curious hands should beware
In the heart of civilization
Fueling industry above
The city's heart pumping blood
Hot molten steel for the fire
So smell the scent of iron
How long we toil, the metals boil
The air is shimmering as we sing
Pour another round, sparks splash to the ground
Raise your fists, let hammers ring
Smell the scent in the air
Curious hands should beware
In the heart of civilization
Fueling industry above
The city's heart pumping blood
Hot molten steel for the fire
So smell the scent of iron