From ice, from ice, we Forresters born,
        To ice we all return,
        Father, brother we mourn, we mourn,

        These family trees we've burned.

        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.

        When Ramsey claimed me for his ward,
        Ethan spurred the tyrant,
        My brother's clam defied our lord,

        Ethan strong and silent.

        Watch on, watch on,
        Ethan the wise,
        Old Gods be one with you.

        Our Lord, my kin and an old soul dies.

        So iron grows anew,
        Still iron grows anew.