Shoulder to Shoulder — Hammerhold | Dwarven Power Metal

Deep under the mountain, the night before battle, the warriors of a lost dwarven hold gather in the barracks — sharpening axes by the forge-glow, raising a last horn of mead, and remembering the fights that made them. "Shoulder to Shoulder" is their oath: march together, stand together, fall together. 🎵 Hammerhold — a band of exiled dwarves who carry their lost hold's name down every road. Proud dwarven heavy metal: power/heroic anthems with a folk and shanty edge. 🔔 Subscribe and march with the clan. — Lyrics — Down in the barracks where the forge-fires gutter, whetstone on the axe-head, not a word we mutter; the night before the marching, and we know the cost — so we drink to all the brothers that the dark has lost. The eldest lifts a tankard, growls the names we keep — of the Sunder Gate we held when the grey tide rose up deep; the war-drums start to mutter and the firelight burns low — tomorrow we are iron, and tomorrow we go! So heave, and hold the line, shoulder to shoulder, brother of mine — through frost and through fire, through stone and through flame, we live as one, and we fall the same! So raise your axe and roar — the mountain remembers what we're marching for — when the horns come calling, we answer the call: together we stand, or together we fall! We remember Emberhollow, where the dragon-fire fell, how we sang into the slaughter, how we gave them hell; half of us came home again, and half of us did not — but their names are in the chorus, and they're never forgot. So fill the horn and empty it, and swear it on the steel — the bond between the brothers is the only oath that's real; let the cowards keep their distance, let the craven flee — a dwarf who stands beside you is a dwarf who dies for thee! So heave, and hold the line, shoulder to shoulder, brother of mine — through frost and through fire, through stone and through flame, we live as one, and we fall the same! So raise your axe and roar — the mountain remembers what we're marching for — when the horns come calling, we answer the call: together we stand, or together we fall! Hammer! Hold! Hammer! Hold! Mugs up, beards high, let the deep halls hear us call — together we stand... or together we fall! So heave, and hold the line, shoulder to shoulder, brother of mine — through frost and through fire, through stone and through flame, we live as one, and we fall the same! So raise your axe and roar — the mountain remembers what we're marching for — when the horns come calling, we answer the call: together we stand, or together we fall! Shoulder to shoulder... we answer the call... together we stand... or together we fall... — #dwarvenmetal #powermetal #folkmetal #fantasymusic #heroicmetal #Hammerhold