Evil Machine x Break the roof beams raise the tankards (Mashup)

[Verse 1] Lo, I stride stark through the storm and the stour Mead on my breath, but my mind upon power Gold on my belt, yet my heart be but bare Kin in the ground, I bear all that despair Hark, I hark back, when the hall-fire burned bright Oaken boards rang with our boasts through the night Now ash in the air, and our banner hangs torn Still I spit verse as the battle is born [Chorus] Hearken, hall-folk, hither ye all Fire in the mead-hall, shake that wall Word-hoard heavy, tongue like steel Early day wrath in a later day reel (hey!) Hearken, hall-folk, hither ye all Raise that roar till the roof-beams fall Oath-bound breath and a bone-deep zeal Old world chant with a new-born feel [Verse 2] I speak in the speech of the spear and the shield Where a man’s lone name be his coin on the field Wyrd weaves tight round the weak and the wise Same gray hand close every man’s eyes Yet I ride, yet I rise, yet I ring out my claim Carve on the oak, let them learn of my name From mere low thrall unto lord of the land Step upon step, all in rough-hewn hands [Chorus] Hearken, hall-folk, hither ye all Fire in the mead-hall, shake that wall Word-hoard heavy, tongue like steel Early day wrath in a later day reel (oh!) Hearken, hall-folk, hither ye all Raise that roar till the roof-beams fall Oath-bound breath and a bone-deep zeal Old world chant with a new-born feel