Raise your horns!

(There’s no music but a bunch of people chatting) Let’s sing a drinking song to please the gods! And to get hammered! **Ode to the Horn and Flame** (The music kicks in) *Verse 1:* In the halls of the North where the fires burn bright, We gather round the mead, the ale, and the night. With horns held high, we salute the brew, For in the bottom of the cup, our courage is true. *Chorus:* Oh, drink, my brothers, drink! To the gods and the foes we’ve slain! Raise your horns, let the spirits flow, For tomorrow we may fight again! *Verse 2:* From dawn to dusk, we drink with might, To honor the warriors in Valhalla’s light. The ale is our shield, the mead our sword, In every cup, there’s a battle roared. *Chorus:* Oh, drink, my brothers, drink! To the gods and the foes we’ve slain! Raise your horns, let the spirits flow, For tomorrow we may fight again! *Bridge:* Let the ale be our anchor, the mead be our guide, Through the stormy seas, we’ll never hide. In the bottom of the barrel, we find our way, Till the morning light breaks the night to day. *Chorus:* Oh, drink, my brothers, drink! To the gods and the foes we’ve slain! Raise your horns, let the spirits flow, For tomorrow we may fight again! *Outro:* So fill your cups and toast with pride, For in this hall, our spirits abide. With a roaring cheer, we end this night, Till the next we gather for another fight.