Letras
The grain is in the wagon and the steel is in the cart
Checking every single little beating of the heart
We're pulling from the valley and we're pulling from the field
The only kind of energy that's never going to yield
The blacksmith is a hero and the blacksmith is a king
Listening to every single heavy hammer swing
We're gathering the power and we're gathering the weight
Preparing for the opening of the heavy iron gate
The thorns are thirsty and the thorns are deep
The only kind of promise that the army's going to keep
The harvest is a lantern and the harvest is a key
Unlocking every version of the power we can be
We're bringing in the harvest in the middle of the rain
Finding all the value in the center of the grain
We're the definition of the word solid in the haul
Solid in the haul
The loyalty is heavy and the loyalty is deep
The only kind of promise that the legion's going to keep
Taking every single bit of the power for the all
Power for the all
We don't need the silver and we don't need the gold
Just the heavy spirit and the stories to be told
The horses are in rhythm and the wheels are in the track
Never looking over at the path that's at the back
The progress is a journey that is steady and is true
Finding all the power in the version of the new
Hand to soil
Blood to steel
Make it
Something real
We're bringing in the harvest in the middle of the rain
Finding all the value in the center of the grain
We're the definition of the word solid in the haul
Solid in the haul
The loyalty is heavy and the loyalty is deep
The only kind of promise that the legion's going to keep
Taking every single bit of the power for the all
Power for the all
The barns are full