There is no sting to our words
There as soft as lemon curd
Although it has to be said
Iron is stronger than lead.
Lead is the metal that drags Lannisters down
If i’m honest i hope they all drown
For i was baptized in iron and salt
I wont change and that’s my fault
Lord Snow cut off poor Theon’s conger
Doesn’t mean he won’t use it no longer
There is truth to the lines
What is dead never dies
But instead rises harder and stronger.
Obligatory Battle Cries!
Prove Littlefinger wrong, life is indeed a song!
The PEACH in the South!
What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger!
Tumbled off the bridge
Roaring seas lie dark below
What is dead is dead
by Dark Night Full of Ninjas
What is dead is dead
What is alive must break free
Of the chains of men
by Howling Mad
we knew him well
we could tell.
A rough recruiter
of one and all
He told of Willem,and his fall
that sent brave Yoren to the wall.
But Lorch,he turned up
killing and burning,
Arya and Gendry escaped
coz of Yoren’s cunning.
Yoren was dead
a mummers farce
but he could have shaved
a spider’s arse.
A conversation about one particular scene…
Ndrew of Typhgarian:
So Flower chick aint even a virgin
But it aint Renly’s dick that she’s earnin
A baby boy is all she is yearnin
But it’s like trying to have sex with a Mermman
That scene was so awkward
“Pretend I’m Loras and bend me over backward”
Margaery is no maid?
She knows how this game is played.
Lady of Oldcastle:
That bit made me pause the scene,
because with laughter I screamed,
“I turn around and you pretend I’m the knight of the Flowers”
That’s a whole new level of strange, but still didn’t raise Renly’s tower
"If it please you, Brienne is enough… I’m no lady…"
The Ironmen - Drowning for you
I must admit, I can’t explain
This devotion going through my brain
But it’s true, oh God I’m drowning for you!
There’s something wrong
With other faiths
The rest of Westeros ain’t got a clue
Oh God, I’m drowning for you!
“What is dead
Can never die”
One day you all will be converted too
Oh God, I’ll drown them for you!
Wattery halls, holy spot
That’s where rest the ones who fought!
That, God, they all drowned for you!
by Little Miss Sunshine