Power, Glory
Northern Sons
Fear and Deceit
Game of Thrones
Dancing Master
for the young
Pawns to the summoned
Game of Thrones
Cry seeing the beacon aflame.
Taste the wet dust of land Westeros
Strike swords in ceaseless dismay
Life as unfolds on a game of thrones
Ride on your steed astride
Fear not the slay of the noble blood
Breath your last breath on display
Life as it’s known on this game of thrones
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