My father worked the mines until the day it took his life
It stole him from his only son and it stole 'im from his wife
And I swore upon his grave: someday I would make things right
So I learned how to bend steel– I learned how to make it move
And I watched as it withstood all the hell we put men through
With hands of iron, there's not a task we couldn't do
They've waited so long for this day
Someone to take the death away
No son would ever have to say,
"My father worked into his grave."
Tom, listen to yourself, then listen carefully to me
If you replace the working parts, you get a different machine
The man who turns the wheels, they will follow anywhere he leads...
We've spent our whole lives searching for a way to make a better world
Giving everything to them, asking nothing in return
Well here it is– our chance to take back everything we've earned
They've waited so long for this day
(They've waited so long for this day!)
Someone to take the death away (There is no price they wouldn't pay!)
No son would ever have to say, (For someone else to lead them!)
"My father worked into his grave." (Don't turn your back on me!)
What will I become with the things I will create?
I never said that men should bow
I never said that men should break
I only want what's best...
The one I love, she works so hard
She works her fingers till they bleed
Some of the pain that she endures
Would bring a strong man to his knees
I only wanna help
(You are a fool) You underestimate the character of man.
(They are weaker than you think) You think that
They'll surrender if you bind their working hands
But they are strong (Just wait and see)
We will build cities in a day (Man would cower at the sight)
We will build towers to the heavens
(Man was not built for such a height)
We will be heroes! (We will build heroes!)
They've waited so long for this day
Someone to take the death away
No son would ever have to say,
"My father worked into his grave."
Men sleep tonight with hands of bone
They will awake with hands of steel
And with these hands we will destroy
And with these hands we will rebuild
And we will stand above our city, rising high above our streets!
From tops of buildings we will look at all that lies beneath our feet
We will raise our hands above us
Cold steel shining in the sun
And with these hands that will not bleed
My father's battle will be won!