A Song of Ice and Fire

Storm is just insane, gripping the top Silently us crawl in the dry plain Like Mercury, time is flowing losing its force From Distant marshes with stars and white Clouds From Dusk to dawn Winds As sea and seas around His Hand dust child Feeling in From dusk To dawn Winter is ashy Clouds Smoke up like a strange To make us deaf How Many of them are gone Ice Song for him Hell Build a morgue of flesh and horrid Walls It's a pale sick Mouths Touching thousands heroes of And they did Not sleep forever After light of feast of peach There was a chuckle left for us Covered by Our storm is blue In skies as roaming with A fury Thirty thousand thirty In crossing hell of The morn At night when comes the monsters Throwing In the windless lake starts rolling Start rowing from the dungeons By the Power of the fire On Holy Day life was beaten By the echoes of winter For the killed, for a nation There's No angry as a bleeder And just talking Our full form From the eyes of living Leech Satisfied in our Circle It's a cold and fire Speech From Dusk to dawn Only one will get The hell