The Ballad of The Divide

[Fiddle solo] Verse 1: From afar came I to The Divide's strong gates, A sturdy bastion 'gainst wild fate. Where walls stretch high and spirits lift, In Broivani's hold, our hearty rift. [break] Chorus: Raise your bowl, fill your cup, In The Axe and Thistle, spirits up! Tedmund's tales, bold and bright, Warm our souls through the coldest night. Verse 2: Beyond these walls, The Free Marches wide, Where legends roam and secrets hide. Through storm and wind, through thorn and thicket, Bold hearts dare to claim its ticket. Chorus: Raise your bowl, fill your cup, In The Axe and Thistle, spirits up! Tedmund's tales, bold and bright, Warm our souls through the coldest night. Bridge: Here's to the brave, who venture through, The untamed wilds, frosty dew. May they find paths of old untread, In the land where many fear to tread. Verse 3: So here's to The Divide, our outpost grand, The lonely guard of a wilder land. May its fires burn ever bright, A beacon for each wayward knight. [Break] [Fiddle Solo} Chorus: Raise your bowl, fill your cup, In The Axe and Thistle, spirits up! Tedmund's tales, bold and bright, Warm our souls through the coldest night. [Verse 3] So here's to The Divide, our outpost grand, The lonely guard of a wilder land. May its fires burn ever bright, A beacon for each wayward knight. [Break] [Fiddle Solo} [Chorus] Raise your bowl, fill your cup, In The Axe and Thistle, spirits up! Tedmund's tales, bold and bright, Warm our souls through the coldest night. [Outro}