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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The fire eats the beam
Ale stains the table
You sharpened your name
On a whetstone and a prayer
We broke from the shore
With the gulls in the rigging
And the winter behind us
Like ash in the hair
[Pre-Chorus]
Raise the cup, brother
Hear the drum call
The road is long
And the raven flies low
If we fall in the mud
Or we fall by the spear
We go as one
We go whole
[Chorus]
March on, march on
Oars at dawn
March on, march on
Till the old fear’s gone
Some went down
And did not return
But the hall took their breath
And the bright mead learned
[Verse 2]
I saw my brother
Sink in the black water
Hand on the rail
Like he meant to stay
I called his true name
Till my throat turned to iron
But the sea kept his body
And the gods kept the day
[Pre-Chorus]
Raise the cup, brother
Hear the drum call
The road is long
And the raven flies low
If we fall in the mud
Or we fall by the spear
We go as one
We go whole
[Chorus]
March on, march on
Oars at dawn
March on, march on
Till the old fear’s gone
Some went down
And did not return
But the hall took their breath
And the bright mead learned
[Bridge]
Now I dream of the fallen
Clean in the gold smoke
No wound on their faces
No chain on their hands
They stand by the gates
With their cups raised higher
Peace on their shoulders
And fire in the sand
[Final Chorus]
March on, march on
Oars at dawn
March on, march on
Till the old fear’s gone
Some went down
And did not return
But the hall took their breath
And the bright mead learned
March on, march on
We sing them home
March on, march on
They are not alone
Details
GeneratedJun 2, 2026
Duration3:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
Viking tavern song, heavy marching drums and stomp-clap rhythm with a rough male lead, gang shouts on the hook, call-and-response lines, and low drone under hand percussion; verse rides on sparse frame drum and distant horns, pre-chorus opens with drinking-chant buildup, chorus hits with booming war drums and shouted crew responses, bridge drops to lone drum and grave-mouthed vocal before the final lift. Ear candy: shield-rattle accents, reverse horn swells, and a final hall chant. Mix is raw, wide, and thunderous like a smoky longhouse
Credits
Prompt by
Lord_Stubby420
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Prompt
A heavy drum Viking tavern song about the march to war and the souls that did not return instead they found peace in Valhalla 
