03. Evocation
The first track I began working on for the album. I posted an early WIP of it a while ago.
In steel and smoke, where machines roar,
The Forge's cry, an iron core.
Through factories' maze and city's sprawl,
It echoes loud, a primal call.
With thunderous beats and grinding gears,
It taps into our primal fears.
In flames and sparks, its power ignites,
A symphony of industrial rites.
From molten metal to cold machine,
The Forge's force, a relentless stream.
In shadows cast by towering might,
It fuels the fire, burning bright.
So heed its call, in the urban night,
Where metal hearts beat, fierce and right.
For in its chaos, there's order found,
In the pulse of industry's resounding sound.
