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Ace step1.5 Lyrics. Intro The fire burns low in this old tavern hall, Tankards raised high as the night shadows fall, We sing not for glory, nor gold in our hand, But for dawn’s cruel road to a cursed, burning land. Verse 1 A dragon awakes where the black mountains sleep, On hoards of the lost and the vows we must keep, It scorched all the villages, turned fields into flame, And whispered our children and kin by their name. The king gave no orders, no knights came to stand, So we took up the steel with our own calloused hands, For ashes now drift where our homes used to be, And vengeance is all that still calls out to me. Chorus So drink up, my brothers, let this be our night, For tomorrow we march to the dragon’s dark flight, We may bring back riches the bards will all praise, Or be lost to the fire in the end of our days. Raise your voice loud, let the whole tavern hear, We sing for our courage, we swallow our fear, For gold or for glory or fate’s cruel decree, By sunrise, who knows what our story will be. Verse 2 They say in its cavern lies treasure untold, Cups forged of silver and mountains of gold, A blade kissed by lightning, a crown set in flame, Enough to make legends remember our name. But I see her eyes in the candlelight’s gleam, My wife at the doorway, just part of a dream, If I fall to the beast where the red embers burn, She’ll wait by the hearth for a man who won’t return. Chorus So drink up, my brothers, let this be our night, For tomorrow we march to the dragon’s dark flight, We may bring back riches the bards will all praise, Or be lost to the fire in the end of our days. Raise your voice loud, let the whole tavern hear, We sing for our courage, we swallow our fear, For gold or for glory or fate’s cruel decree, By sunrise, who knows what our story will be.