Forged in Fire - Anvil

Scraping the Earth in search of the essence

Metallic rock ore where iron is present

Extraction smelters burn hot with phosphorescence

Rivulets of sweat steam hot in the mold

Splashes in magenta, yellow and gold

Glowing sparks flashing too hot to hold

Made for pounding a massive weight

Forming metal, willing fate

Power blasted streams engage the injection

The mechanism reacts with affection

Processing starts and so begins infection

Altered shape, affected matter

Giving form, an ominous factor

Never break it, it will never bend

The Anvil was Forged In Fire

Made for pounding a massive weight

Forming metal, willing fate