Echoes of the Iron Wheel

Verse
The clock spins forward, the decades roll,
Promises made, but they don't console.
A neon dawn lights the factory floor,
The chains still rattle, just like before.

Pre-Chorus
Progress marches, yet we tread the same,
A shifting mask, but the rules remain.
The lords of power, cloaked in disguise,
Their empire stands while the worker dies.

Chorus
Echoes of the iron wheel, grinding through the years,
The future whispers hope, but the past still reappears.
The reins are held by shadows, cloaked in fine charades,
And the struggle carries on in the echoes they’ve made.

Verse
The skyline changes, the towers grow,
New kings rise, but their faces show,
The same old greed, the hunger to control,
Leaving the weary to pay the toll.

Pre-Chorus
The more it changes, the more it stays,
A gilded promise, a veiled malaise.
Their kingdoms thrive on the broken backs,
Of those who labor while the power attacks.

Chorus
Echoes of the iron wheel, grinding through the years,
The future whispers hope, but the past still reappears.
The reins are held by shadows, cloaked in fine charades,
And the struggle carries on in the echoes they’ve made.

Bridge
The anthem of the people, a cry that’s left unheard,
Drowned beneath the engines, beneath the ruling word.
Is there a day when the cycle will break?
Or is it our fate to forever ache?

(guitar solo)

Verse
The voices rise, a growing storm,
The hands that build now take new form.
But still, the fortress looms ahead,
The ones in power never seem to shed.

Chorus
Echoes of the iron wheel, grinding through the years,
The future whispers hope, but the past still reappears.
The reins are held by shadows, cloaked in fine charades,
And the struggle carries on in the echoes they’ve made.

Outro
Still the echoes of the iron wheel,
Grinding down our hearts of steel.
Through the future, through the haze,
The cycle spins, the masters stay.