A Storm of Swords

In nineteen days, the storms unleashed.
The swords will sing and preachers preach.

The Stranger’s here, death stalks the land.
The Warrior’s arms are close at hand.
The Mother’s mercy, seldom found.
The Father’s justice, blood on ground.
The Maid’s innocence, forever lost.
The Crone’s wisdom soon forgot.
The Smith’s skill has been corrupted,
The Seven save us all.

Across the sea, a dragon’s stirring.
Across the sea, a fire is burning.
"Give me liberty or give me death",
"Dracarys" then, a mortal breath.
Chains are broken, shackles smashed.
A Mother’s love will change the map.

The lion with antlers sits the throne.
The lion who roared now has no home.
The lion who plots has much in store.
The lion who fights, will fight no more.
The lioness stalks, 
The lioness schemes.
The lioness roars,
To drown out her dreams.

The little wolves are lost.
The little wolves are scattered.
The Old Gods watch their fate.
The Young Wolf growls,
The wolves still matter.
A debt of blood they have to sate.

The cold winds rise beyond The Wall.
Swords will break and shields will fall.
The Northern Wolf, his heart still black.
The Northern Wolf is coming back.
A legend’s born of a slayer bold.
Birthed in blood and ice and cold.

In nineteen days, the storms unleashed.
The swords will sing and preachers preach.

by TheButcherCrow

Wolves crash everybody

You can boast all you want, you lion and kraken fans
But, it is known, you will all be peeing in your pants
When the wolves regain
Their long held terrain
The North remembers and you’ll stand no chance!

:fencing:

Sorry Bucky The Peacemaker, but it had to be said!

By MrsManderly

In the city
Where we’re from
We were lovers to the dawn
And you stayed up to see the sun
I couldn’t wait that long

Who’s gonna get up after we’re gone?
Who’s gonna get up after we’ve fallen?
Who’s gonna pick up what we’ve done wrong?
Who’s gonna get up after where gone?

In the city
Where we’re from
Lions in cages just for fun
But I will pace around my cage
And wait for night to come

In the city
Where we’re from
They shoot you down
If you’re wrong

But we don’t stop to check the time
‘Cause time keeps moving on and on and on

Who’s gonna get up after we’re gone?
Who’s gonna get up after we’ve fallen?
Who’s gonna pick up what we’ve done wrong?
Who’s gonna get up after where gone?

I see you in another place
I extract a familiar face
The city joins us with hands of grace
Hands free there are no constraints
Just a normal family
The illusion of you and me
Illusions come illusions go
And if you leave I’ll never go on

In the city
Where we’re from
We were lovers to the dawn
And you stayed up to see the sun
I couldn’t wait that long

Who’s gonna get up after we’re gone?
Who’s gonna get up after we’ve fallen?
Who’s gonna pick up what we’ve done wrong?
Who’s gonna get up after where gone?

The city joins us with hands of grace
Hands free there are no constraints

Illusions come illusions go
And if you leave you’ll never know

by Dracarya

Go Lannisters!
Just ‘cause it’s Random Wednesday, and it’s the last one I haven’t pubished, here’s my (poor MS Paint) take on the Lannisters!
-Lady of Oldcastle

Go Lannisters!

Just ‘cause it’s Random Wednesday, and it’s the last one I haven’t pubished, here’s my (poor MS Paint) take on the Lannisters!

-Lady of Oldcastle