Honor of the Warrior — Hammerhold | Dwarven Power Metal

When the horns call and the smart ones slip away, one battered dwarf plants his boots in the breach and refuses to give a single step. "Honor of the Warrior" is Hammerhold's creed made into a battle anthem: a life bought with shame is worse than a hard death, and what measures a dwarf is not whether he won — only whether he ran or he stayed. Raise your shield and hold the line. 🎵 Hammerhold — a fictional 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 — Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! When the horns call you forward and your knees want to break, when the clever ones slip from the line, there's a debt that you owe to the name that you bear — a debt that the coward won't sign. I have buried my brothers, I have stood in the breach, I have tasted the iron and dust; but I'll not turn my back on the ground that I hold, for my honor's a blade that won't rust. So raise up your shield, drive your boots in the stone — let them break on the wall that we are! Every blow that we take is a line in the song they will roar in the hall, near and far — For the honor! The honor of the warrior! We stand where the coward would kneel! For the honor! The honor of the warrior! Our courage was forged out of steel! Hold the line! Hold the line! Let them come! We were made for the day we are called! For the honor — the honor of the warrior — to stand, and to never to fall! Let them count up their thousands, let them blacken the hills, let them come with their fire and their hate; we have nothing to give them but iron and will, and a door they will not pass — this gate. It was never the winning that measured a man, it was whether he ran or he stayed; so I'll meet them right here with my hammer in hand, and I'll not be the one who's afraid. For the honor! The honor of the warrior! We stand where the coward would kneel! For the honor! The honor of the warrior! Our courage was forged out of steel! Hold the line! Hold the line! Let them come! We were made for the day we are called! For the honor — the honor of the warrior — to stand, and to never to fall! When I'm gone, let them say it: he never once kneeled, that he stood for the weak and the small. Not the gold, not the glory, not the songs that they sing — just that he was there when they called. Now lift up your voices, the dawn's coming red, and the dead of the hold are all watching us stand — For the honor! The honor of the warrior! We stand where the coward would kneel! For the honor! The honor of the warrior! We stand where the coward would kneel! For the honor! The honor of the warrior! Our courage was forged out of steel! Hold the line! Hold the line! Let them come! We were made for the day we are called! For the honor — the honor of the warrior — to stand, and to never to fall! For the honor! For the honor! For the honor! #dwarvenmetal #powermetal #folkmetal #fantasymusic #battlemetal #epicmetal #Hammerhold