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[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}