it has many names and many faces some men flee it, some men chase it every man must face it in the end but no man can escape forever sickness, aging, swords that sever no god no shield no keep that can defend
you can pray to all the gods but tell me what will happen when there is no fire left to start your heart back up again?
So you can fight for love or fight for vengeance fight for honor or redemption fight for what you will while you’re alive you can fight to live or fight for power or never fight a single hour fight for what you will but you can’t hide Cause all men must die
pray to the old gods pray to the new you’re only wasting breath cause soon the endless winter comes and bastards and kings are the same in death
you can fight a thousand men or you could fool one thousand one you can freeze your heart in ice but death is certain as the sun