Mead Hall Oath
Verse 1
The longfire roars in the timbered hall
Shields on the walls, shadows dance tall
Boots on the boards, frost at the door
But inside we are brothers, and nothing is war
Pre-Chorus
Raise the horn, let it pass hand to hand
No man here stands alone in this land
Chorus
Drink deep, let the mead run gold
Bind our names as the sagas told
From the chieftain’s hand to the lowliest seat
We are forged as one in the fire and feast
Laugh loud, let the night grow long
In this hall we are made strong
By cup and by oath, by story and deed
We are kin in the sharing of mead
Verse 2
The chieftain stands at the head of the board
Not by crown, but by trust and by sword
He pours the drink with a steady hand
For those who have stood and will always stand
Pre-Chorus
What is given is earned in the shieldwall line
Now take your place and drink your share of mine
Chorus
Drink deep, let the mead run gold
Bind our names as the sagas told
From the chieftain’s hand to the lowliest seat
We are forged as one in the fire and feast
Laugh loud, let the night grow long
In this hall we are made strong
By cup and by oath, by story and deed
We are kin in the sharing of mead
Verse 3
Scars are shown where the axes fell
Each mark a tale that the skalds will tell
We drink to the fallen, we drink to the brave
No man forgotten beneath the grave
Pre-Chorus
In every horn their memory stays
They sit among us in unseen ways
Chorus
Drink deep, let the mead run gold
Bind our names as the sagas told
From the chieftain’s hand to the lowliest seat
We are forged as one in the fire and feast
Laugh loud, let the night grow long
In this hall we are made strong
By cup and by oath, by story and deed
We are kin in the sharing of mead
Verse 4
When dawn will call us back to steel
It’s here we remember what we fight to keep
Not just the land or the silver won
But the bond of the many that stand as one
Pre-Chorus
So fill it again, let no cup go dry
For tonight we live, and tomorrow we ride
Final Chorus
Drink deep, let the mead run gold
Bind our names as the sagas told
From the chieftain’s hand to the lowliest seat
We are forged as one in the fire and feast
Stand fast, let the whole hall ring
For loyalty is the gift we bring
By cup and by oath, by story and deed
We are kin in the sharing of mead
Outro
And when we fall and the fires burn low
Our names will live where the mead still flows