Weh-eh-eh
When the [bad word] as the sun dawns cold,
where dragons are born and direwolves die
There’s an epic song
That sings in the dark
It’s a silent rhythm
Of ice and fire
When wind blows strong and knights go brave,
when children grow up before they’re men
There’s an epic song
That sings in the dark
It’s a silent rhythm
Of ice and fire
It’s a deadly game
It’s a game of thrones