Shor’s Star

[Intro] Cold stars fade on a blood-red sky, The honored dead are riding high. Past bone-white vale and ashen sea, The Hall of Valor calls to me. [Verse] Boots strike stone where heroes bled, I walk the road the fallen tread. Each battle scar, each final cry, Now crowns the songs that never die. [Pre-Chorus] Past the whale-bone arch I go, Where northern winds no longer blow. No fear can chain, no grave can bar, The gate stands wide for those of war. [Chorus] Sovngarde, receive my name, Keeper of the battle flame. Raise the cups and sound the horn, For from my death, my tale is born. Sovngarde, let thunder ring, Bid the ancient rafters sing. I have crossed from storm and scar, Now I feast beneath Shor’s star. [Verse] Shields once split and banners torn, Still live in every oath once sworn. The dragon’s wrath, the giant’s hand, Could not deny this promised land. [Pre-Chorus] Tsun stands vast beside the span, He weighs the worth within a man. Not gold, not lies, not silver speech, But deeds that steel alone can teach. [Chorus] Sovngarde, receive my name, Keeper of the battle flame. Pour the mead and carve the meat, Set roaring welcome at my seat. Sovngarde, let old drums roll, Call the fearless to the bowl. I have borne the mortal scar, Now I feast beneath Shor’s star. [Verse] Here every voice is fierce and glad, For none are lesser, none are sad. The slain stand tall, the lost stand near, And every bond is mended here. [Pre-Chorus] Yet from this hall the brave still see A world that cries for victory. When Alduin’s jaws black out the dawn, The honored rise and carry on. [Chorus] Sovngarde, now know my stride, I have cast the flesh aside. Sound the horn till heavens shake, For all I was, I did not break. Sovngarde, let war songs pour, From beam to bench, from door to door. I have crossed the final bar, Now I feast beneath Shor’s star. [Bridge] If doom should stalk the living field, Then send me where the weak won’t yield. I’ll lift my blade through ash and rain, And meet the World-Eater again. For death is not the end we fear, When honor’s hall is waiting here. [Outro] So let the last great battle sound, Let iron sing and skies resound. When mortal breath at last is gone, I’ll wake where worthy souls live on. Sovngarde, keep fast my name, I come by steel, by blood, by fame.