Raven flys from the North to the sea
Dragon whispers her name in the East
cold Iron Throne holds a boy barely grown
crown laced in lies
You win or you die

The watcher waits on the northern wall
daughter picks up a warriors sword
cold Iron Throne hold a boy barely grown
crown laced in lies
You win or you die

brother bound to a love he must hide
The younger's armour is worn in the mind
cold Iron Throne hold a boy barely grown
crown laced in lies
You win or you die