The mug and the moon

Oh the road was long and the night was cold, With a tale half-told and a purse of gold, But I found my way to a door swung wide, Where the ale runs deep and the fears all hide! Raise your mug to the moon so high! Let the stars drink tears that we never cry! For the beast is d**d and the blade was true, And I’ll sing 'til dawn with the likes of you! There’s a lass with eyes like a silver flame, She don’t care ‘bout gold or name, Just a song well-sung and a heart that dares, To laugh at fate and forget its cares! Raise your mug to the moon so high! Let the stars drink tears that we never cry! For the beast is d**d and the blade was true, And I’ll sing 'til dawn with the likes of you! The road may break, the shield may fall, The gods may sleep and forget us all… But here we stand, and here we cheer, With fire in our hearts and foam in our beer! Raise your mug to the moon so high! Let the stars drink tears that we never cry! For the beast is d**d and the blade was true, And I’ll die with a laugh, drinking next to you!