Molly Stone Ballad Of The Forresters (Talia's Funeral Song)

Текст песни "Molly Stone — Ballad Of The Forresters (Talia's Funeral Song)"

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,

Snow grabbed me from my mother's grasp
To claim me as his prize,
Ethan freed me from Ramsay's clasp,
The rival lords locked eyes,
The rival lords locked eyes!

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