✅Furnace of the forsaken

[Intro] [Verse] In the forge of damnation, flames never die, Souls scream, power the machines, in agony. Each cry for mercy fuels the infernal fire, Blacksmiths of torment, shape weapons of desire. [Chorus] Screams rise like smoke, in the dark, they fly, Forging blades of shadow, to cut through the sky. Anguish feeds the forge, in endless night, Tortured souls, in chains, make the weapons bright. [Chorus] In the depths where light never shines, they toil, Crafting horrors for the demons, their will. Every scream a weapon, every cry a tool, In the forge of damnation, souls are the fuel. [Bridge] Through the flames, through the pain, they bend and shape, Forging strength in weakness, in torment they hope. A future of freedom, though it seems so far, In the forge of damnation, their spirits will mark. [Verse] In the shadows where the damned dwell, they stand, With hearts of stone, in the furnace's demand. Through the heat and the cold, they never break, In the forge of damnation, they find their stake. [Chorus] Screams rise like smoke, in the dark, they fly, Forging blades of shadow, to cut through the sky. Anguish feeds the forge, in endless night, Tortured souls, in chains, make the weapons bright. [Chorus] In the depths where light never shines, they toil, Crafting horrors for the demons, their will. Every scream a weapon, every cry a tool, In the forge of damnation, souls are the fuel. [Outro]