Euron, oh how I love thee

Euron, Euron, quite contrary,
You love to pilliage and not sow
With silent crews, and pirate shoes,
And pretty maids heads chopped off and all in a row.

Theon and Asha went over the sea
To fetch Winters Castle
Theon was captured, it was such a disaster
And Asha will come tumbling after…………………Then Euron will take what is his with Fire and Blood! 

By the Bastard of Summer

Like Brienne

Today I feel like Brienne
Travelling across the realm
'I seek a maid of four-and-ten
And a man with a hounds helm’

Down, down I go
From Kings Landing to the Citadel
Back to earn more links on my chain
And its as cold as Winterfell! 

by Dracarya

Posted by: lostprincessofwinterfell

I see the smoke through savage eyes,
Those eyes that are not mine,
It sits above the traitors prize,
Like flies feasting on swine.

The blackened stones I knew so well,
Those thick walls, oh so strong,
Those walls I walked before I fell,
Before it all went wrong.

The timbers crack in ashes now,
My home is laid to waste,
With foreign tongue I question how,
It’s fire and blood I taste.

Deep underground, we hid from them,
Those monsters of my dream,
While they tore it down, root and stem,
Amidst the fire and steam.

I see the bodies lying prone,
Burned, or did they drown?
Like me, they never could have known,
Their lives could be torn down.

We look back at the burning gate,
Of what was Winterfell,
And think of how I share it’s fate,
For I play dead as well.

By AllMenMustRhyme

[It is night. Theon-Hamlet, as usual, walks the wall of Winterfell.] (Hamlet, II, 2, 546-603)

Theon                                  Now I am alone.
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
Is it not monstrous that my lord here,
Not in a fiction or in a dream of passion
Could force my soul so to his own creature,
That I feel like being Reek is all I have wanted,
With tears in my eyes, distraction in my aspect,
A broken thing, is all that I’m being
Suiting to his wish? And all for nothing.
For Winterfell!
What’s Winterfell to him, or he to it,
That he should do all this? What would he do
In the crypts, with the Kings of Winter
Looking him? He would run away in fear
Run back to his father like another leech
Confess his guilt and never be free
Just like I feel now, disgusting indeed
To the northern lords who know my treason. Yet I,
A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, took
This ancient castle in the name of my cause,
And people can’t say I betrayed my king
Even those who say that my brothers’ life
I took without mercy. Am I a coward?
Who calls me Reek? Breaks all my bones?
Cuts off my fingers to oblige me to eat them,
And same for my toes? Tells hundreds of lies,
Threatens to take my tongue? Who does this?
The North cannot have him. For it cannot be
Tricked into believing that I burnt this hall
By a vile oppressor such as this new lord is.
But they don’t forget Lady Hornwood’s bites
The North remembers. Bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
O, vengeance!
Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave
That I, the son of a dear father murdered,
Prompted to my revenge by Isles and North
Must come to these walls to unpack my heart with words
If I wish to avoid many painful stabs!
O Drowned God! Fie upon’t, foh!
About, my brains. Those that I still have.
Stannis Baratheon sits not far away.
If only I could reach him, without being seen
And deliver him this girl they believe a princess
He might forgive my malefactions.
Of murders I have never done I may speak
Of the little Starks and Ser Rodrik. If only my prayers
Were heard, by the Dronwned God of my father
Or the Old Gods of the North. I’ll speak to Abel.
And I will act quick. If I have no blench,
My life will have a new course. The truths I have seen
Are not forgotten, and those devils in power
Will soon fay for their crimes and perhaps
Out of my weakness and melancholy,
I will not be suspected of scheming something,
And he will not flay me. He will here no sounds
Of me moaning anymore. This is the thing:
I’ll jump from these walls, and run to the King.

by Franz95

Winterfell Haiku

Winter is coming
The long night is upon us
A Stark in winter fell

by Howling Mad

All of Westeros is Burning

Burning, burning, burning
All of Winterfell is burning
All the towers and the trees
And the Ironmen of the sea
The North now looks to its king
All of Winterfell is burning
Over the walls, the sea came
Princes killed, faces flayed
By our men we’ve been betrayed
Winterfell is burning

Burning, burning, burning
All of King’s Landing is burning
Emerald fire everywhere
Leaping higher into the air
Burning ships on Blackwater
All of King’s Landing is burning
All the people shout and scream
There is no hope for victory
And the king is nowhere to be seen
King’s Landing is burning

Burning, burning, burning
All of Westeros is burning
All the fields and farms and plains
By any faction with a name
Including “Ser” Gregor Clegane
All of Westeros is burning
War of lion, stag, and wolf
People don’t know what to do
Which king should we turn to?
Westeros is burning

by Dark Night Full of Ninjas

Have a baby, have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell

Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell

My Lords said, “Take it all”
He takes it all
Climb right up to the North
Want me to break you off?
I break you off
‘Til your right come down by the wall

I’m extremely focused cuz I’m Northern
Bet I’ll get armies open
Got debts from Lannisters I’m owin
You think I’m jokin’?
Who wants the North for holdin?

First it’s the son of the king, yeah, his eyes green
Yeah, what a treat, I get into all that
Joff I’ll perform for you, like a porno star
‘Til Nymeria bit him and his hand got a little bit sore

New anger, new moves, new position
No erotic feeling is goin’ down, no kissin
I can hear my heartbeat, im sweatin’
It’s far from a perfect picture
Trouble gets deeper and deeper
Ned backs a different leader

I’ll work that, murk that, write Robb a new letter baby
Turn a treason into a quick nothing, maybe
Give him mercy, mercy’ll make him alive
Then Ned’s heads movin’ that’s King Joffrey’s mercy, right

Kingsguard beat down, fell down, whoa now
Using the sword every inch of it when Joffrey has a fit
I hold my tounge baby, I’ll always be Joff’s Lady
I’ll have your head spinnin’ sayin, “Sansa so crazy”

My Lords said, “Take it all”
He takes it all
Climb right up to the North
Want me to break you off?
I break you off
‘Til your right come down by the wall

I’m extremely focused cuz I’m Northern
Bet I’ll get armies open
Got debts from Lannisters I’m owin
You think I’m jokin’?
Who wants the North for holdin?

Have a baby, have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell

Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell

I want Willas, lemoncakes, puppies, at Highgarden door
Baby, Willas goes hawking so we can all soar
You know I like it, when Tyrell gets into it
Don’t nobody do it, uh, like Tyrell do it

Feel the rush, from Imp’s touch, gets nauseating
Drunk off my fear, call it Arbor Gold dear
Passion, you laughin’, I make you smile on a regular
Even though you aint touch me that queer chill will get to you

I need to go to the north-east, high as honor like Arryn weed
But I don’t need Robin even if there was strength in the seed
I need to have a real reason to breath
I need the North, I’m tellin’ you so I need Pete Baelish greed

I be your daughter or lover slash plotter, significant-other
No matter which way it go, Petyr’s oh so gutter
Harry can get it however he want to get it
I’m feelin his style, I’m tellin’ you right now, I’m with it

My Lords said, “Take it all”
He takes it all
Climb right up to the North
Want me to break you off?
I break you off
‘Til your right come down by the wall

I’m extremely focused cuz I’m Northern
Bet I’ll get armies open
Got debts from Lannisters I’m owin
You think I’m jokin’?
Who wants the North for holdin?

Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Be Lord’O Winterfell, be Lord, be Lord’O Winterfell

Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell
Have a baby by me, baby, be Lord’O Winterfell

by Gingerly Grumkin

Winterfell is far away In my dreams I see the days Of the children all at play Laughing in a singsong way Now the nights are dark and cold I feel my age, I feel so old My red hair doesn’t seem so bold I miss the stories I once told To the girls as I did their hair Sansa with her looks, oh so fair So Tully-like, her deep blue stare And Arya without a care Fighting alongside her brothers That one is nothing like her mother Her I’ve never been able to smother With caresses, but she was never a bother My boys, Rickon and Bran My poor baby, who cannot stand Still children, my youngest lad They frayed my nerves but were never bad My eldest son, my dear Robb When he was born my heart did throb Named after our dear King Bob South he marches, this I cannot stop Oh I long for Winterfell Of myself I’m a shell My grief is deep, can you tell? I must find myself a wishing well.
by Dracarya

Winterfell is far away
In my dreams I see the days
Of the children all at play
Laughing in a singsong way

Now the nights are dark and cold
I feel my age, I feel so old
My red hair doesn’t seem so bold
I miss the stories I once told

To the girls as I did their hair
Sansa with her looks, oh so fair
So Tully-like, her deep blue stare
And Arya without a care

Fighting alongside her brothers
That one is nothing like her mother
Her I’ve never been able to smother
With caresses, but she was never a bother

My boys, Rickon and Bran
My poor baby, who cannot stand
Still children, my youngest lad
They frayed my nerves but were never bad

My eldest son, my dear Robb
When he was born my heart did throb
Named after our dear King Bob
South he marches, this I cannot stop

Oh I long for Winterfell
Of myself I’m a shell
My grief is deep, can you tell?
I must find myself a wishing well.

by Dracarya

Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the northland
I miss Winterfell once again
In the south, it’s a sin, yes

Well, I heard the septas sing about her
Well, I heard Joffrey put her down
Well, I hope Tyrion will remember
A Northern girl don’t need them around anyhow

Sweet home Winterfell
Where your lips will turn blue
Sweet home Winterfell
Gods, I’m coming home to you

In Kings Landing they love the Lannisters, boo boo boo
Now we all did what we could do
Now their words do not bother me
Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth

Sweet home Winterfell
Where your lips will turn blue
Sweet home Winterfell
Gods, I’m coming home to you
Here I come, Winterfell

Ah ah ah
Winterfell, ah ah ah
Winterfell, ah ah ah
Winterfell, ah ah ah
Winterfell

Iron Islands have got the Greyjoys
And they’ve been known to drown a man or two
(Yes, they do!)
Gods, they piss me off so much
They betrayed us, I don’t trust them, now how about you?

Sweet home Winterfell
Where your lips will turn blue
Sweet home Winterfell
Gods, I’m coming home to you

Sweet home Winterfell, oh, sweet home to Starks
Where the skies are so blue and the gods are true
Sweet home Winterfell, mother
Gods, I’m coming home to you, yeah yeah

by Dracarya

The Wolves of Winterfell

The Wolves of Winterfell have split,
Though separate still stand,
Surviving flames betrayal lit,
When one became King’s Hand.

The Alpha male went South unto,
His death within King’s Landing,
With him went the she-wolves two,
Who far apart are standing.

The eldest son rode South as well,
Stood up in arms, and forged a crown,
Who swore a vow, when Father fell,
To tear these seven kingdoms down.

He fell in love, and set his fate,
By scorning the house of Frey,
They who sweet words would not placate,
So betrayal with death repay.

The Mother Wolf went South once more,
To visit lands once tread,
But these lands that she should adore,
Became the lands of dread.

She loses three men treasured„
To the Lions they were fed,
Yet her vengeance will be measured,
As she rises from the dead.

The youngest girl, in foreign lands,
Now learns to change her face,
To take the names that Death demands,
Yet has not found her place.

For still she dreams of running as,
Nymeria, lost faithful pet,
To find at last the pack she has,
To this point never met.

The eldest girl, she hides away,
Though she does so loathing,
The fact that she’ll forever stay,
A she-wolf in sheep’s clothing.

The Youngest Pups, now thought dead,
For the betrayal of a friend,
They know not of the tears shed,
When news came of their end,

Separated to go forth,
In hope that they’ll survive,
The elder pup is carried North,
While the youngest may revive,

The name of Stark if he is found,
By Davos, named as friend,
Before their foes begin to hound,
And he truly meets his end.

Thus the tale stands for now,
Though all has not been well,
Not death, nor tragedy may cow,
The Wolves of Winterfell. 

By JCooper

Winterfell is burning down
burning down
burning down
Winterfel is burning down
God damn Theon

Theon wanted to impress
to impress
to impress
Theon wanted to impress
dumb ass father

Boltons came and had their way
had their way
had their way
Boltons came and had their way
with Reek/Theon

Learn your lessons very well
very well
very well
Learn your lessons very well
Hubris will nail you!!

By Baitac

Panic on the streets of Oldtown
Panic on the streets of Winterfell
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?
The city side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on Dragonstone
But little one, you’re not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there’s panic on the streets of Kings Landing
In Dorne, The Wall, Riverrun
I wonder to myself

Burn down the castle
Hang the blessed Regent
Because the shit that they constantly say
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed young King
Because the music they constantly play..

On the Pyke side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog ‘round
Hang the Regent, hang the Regent, hang the Regent
Hang the Regent, hang the Regent, hang the Regent
Hang the Regent, hang the Regent, hang the Regent,
Hang the young King, hang the young King,
Hang the young King, hang the young King,
Hang the Regent, hang the Regent, hang the Regent,
Hang the young King, hang the young King,
Hang the young King, hang the young King,
Hang the Regent, hang the Regent, hang the Regent,
Hang the young King, hang the young King,
Hang the young King, hang the young King.         

By Dracarya

The Prince Greyjoy Kraken could see saltwater in his veins
Who drowned the northmen like unswallowable rain
Took over Winterfell, The Turncloak had came
But now is swallowing cum from Bolton’s Grey Jeyne

Didn’t want Bran to get stabbed when the Wildling said drop it
So he unleashed the arrow, in the Wildling’s back, he had got gotted
But now is stabbed in the back, opened up like a locket
Does Theon wiry smile when he feels Red Jeyne’s red rocket

by Grumpkin Ahai (formerly known as Ndrew of Typhgarian)

Bran in the promo of episode 5, "The Ghost of Harrenhal"

Winterfell , all my Starks used to live there so well,
but they’re dead or traveling’ far away,
I miss the days at Winterfell .

Suddenly, the Baratheons came to town you see
Micah dead and then my dear Lady,
I miss the days of Winterfell.

Why did, Joff get hot
Arya kicked his butt and yelled
“Run Nym”
Bran got thrown
off the tow’r at Winterfell.

Winterfell, Theon wanted to control you then
he got owned by Bolton’s crazy men
I miss my old time Winterfell.
Bring back please my Winterfell…..

by Baitacs