Children of the Iron Age

Pure and lawless The earth's first light Came the seasons The cold of winter's night Hammer struck nail Soon, would strike steel And man would strike man Always looking forward They forget to look back A people, Misplaced in time In the ruins Of our father's visions History tells Of a pure age A time of man And earth alone Born in the ashes Of iron cruelty There is hope In the children's gaze A chance to return A chance to survive A chance to accept The embrace of life We stand here, Sons and daughters Of your iron age We choose not To fall in this way We return To an age of simplicity We choose to survive

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 18, 2026