From ice, from ice, we Forresters born To ice we all return, Father, brother I've sworn, I've sworn To guard this rest you've earned,
May kings and queens melt down their crowns, A pyre on Aegon's hill, In floods of gold I pray they drown For all the blood they spilled,
Mance, sound the horn of winters past, Call starving giants forth, Urge cannibals to break their fast On wardens of the North,
Eastern mages empty the veins Of beasts across the sea, Paint Slaver's Bay in crimson rains To bring Ethan back to me,
His final words faced with the sword Cut short the Bastard's breath, Take me as hostage, oh my Lord. He saved us all from death. He saved us all from death.
Fight on, fight on Ethan the Brave Old gods bear steel with you, Our lord, my twin, a hero's grave, So iron grows anew Still iron grows anew