From ice, from ice, we Forresters born,
        To ice we all return.
        Father, brother I've sworn, I've sworn,

        To guard this rest you've earned.

        I'd bare my neck to Ilyn Payne,
        And swim the Shivering Sea.
        Paint Slaver's Bay in crimson rains,

        To bring Ethan back to me.

        His final words, faced with the sword,
        Cut short the [bad word] breath,
        Take me as hostage oh my lord!

        He saved us all from death.

        Fight on, fight on, Ethan the Brave,
        Old Gods bare steel with you.

        Our lord, my twin, a hero's' grave.

        So iron grows anew,
        Still iron grows anew.