Winter

Winter is coming,

Soon it will engulf the world.

Death is toiling, 

Slimmy as he flicks his tail.

Kings and Queens fighting off thieves, 

but leaving their snitches and bastards to bleed.

Winter is coming,

and it's taking their hands.

Blowing and growing stronger beyond the wall,

walking in slowly their soundless wailing call.

Winter is coming,

Its glassless eyes boring into souls,

eating your flies.

Your children, your women, hide them in vain.

Keep your doors shut, keep your men sane.

Winter is coming, 

Kings and Queens rely on the boys to fight off the thieves.

To guard your walls, to keep the dragons out.

Tyranny and Anarchy releashing their vows.

Redemption and death, will folllow the mad,

the once loyal young stallions that take up their swords.

Brothers and sisters will separate, 

some will be killed,

the best of the best fallen with guilt.

Winter is coming, 

take up your blades. 

Gather your dragons, gather your Queens, gather your bastards, and gather your thieves.