Winter is coming And the white ravens fly. A long night rises And a cold king of ice Leads winds of darkness against the realms of Men. But where winter rises Rises Snow. He who was born amidst tears and blood, A son of Ice and Fire, His life a promise Of a brother of virtue, And a brother himself he became Of nameless men in black. A watcher, a shield, a sword in the darkness, The light that brings the dawn And dusk his brothers brought him, Until he resurged amidst salt and
Watch out, my darling, look around,
They’re coming out again!
Those fat and greedy swines and hounds,
Disgracefulness of men. Look, oh look! Look, my darling!
How they are choking the street.
Look, oh look! Look, my darling!
Big strolling pouches of meat. Let’s go, my darling, follow me,
Mankind needs a purge!
Hunting them and catching them,
Our hunger is our urge! Hook, oh hook! Hook them, my darling!
Hang them up, slaughter them well!
Hook, oh hook! Hook them, my
When my soul comes to rest
Deep in a wonderful dream
I am caught by those eyes
Enchaining and wondrous they seem. Like a doomed hunting haze
I´m roaming a forest unseen.
Following an allure
That I´ve never perceived since I´ve been. And there between the murmuring trees
A bright singing whisper began.
And I saw the strangest and most beautiful thing
I´ve ever laid eyes on. Oh Dancing Maiden, you yen of my heart,
Graceful and surreal you seem.
Why don´t you heed me