Brothers of the Night

Out in the dark At home on the edge I'm climbing on top of the world As north wind blows I stand on a ledge With burning green eyes of the wolf I'm running free! The eyes of Summer will carry me north to my destiny after the fall Seeking the secrets of forgotten forces awakening beyond the Wall Learning to fly with my unopened eye Yearning to fly with the raven so high Run to the north Across barren waste You'll find me inside of your dreams In haunted woods Where Others await And nothing's as safe as it seems Deliver me!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Blood of the dragon flows through my heart A silver maiden born to be bought My brother's torment I've ever known Waking the dragon against his own For all the pain that you had wrought I never thought This day would ever come Love, hate, pain, suffering The cycle starts again with every day I lived your design Naive in truth 'til my destiny took me away So my sun and stars My hero from afar Go give the king his crown of gold The beggar king had dared to raise his sword In the peaceful hall of the horselords Some little part of me would set him free Instead he'll die this night by my decree

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Black ships are sailing in the night I'm drunk and looking for a fight A distant light appears as the dark waves turn Let's steal their lives and watch the village burn! Sail the stormy sea Stand proud and free claiming meat and mead I'll take the shores And salt wife whores Never ending, I need more We're Ironborn, we rape, we reave and carve out our kingdoms on distant shores Black Harren's longships sailing out taking rewards we do not sow My axe lusts for bone and gore Just as the Iron Men of yore The Drowned God made us to be strong We write our names in blood, fire and song! What is dead may never die... Let your servant be born again from the sea, as you were Bless him with salt Bless him with stone Bless him with steel What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger So we sail for morning sun Toward future conquests to be won Our mighty race shall reign on high We'll rule until the whole world dies!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Raise the chain and trap their ships against the current and the walls Pick off the traitors one by one Our catapults rain down a vicious brew that burns a deadly hue Their blood shall stain the river's run In flames this battle shall be won Green fire burns this night Islands of floating death on waters high Setting men and ships alight This horror raining down from smokey skies Green fire shines so bright Lighting the waters of gruesome fate below Many men shall die tonight Bearing witness to the pyromancer's show "Halfman!" they cry My men rush forth to take their lives This night we will not let the city fall "Halfman!" they cry I thrust my axe into the sky This night I will not let our kingdom fall Just past the gates The muddy soil has claimed the victims of the flames I take my men across the gorey waste The beach is riddled with ruined ships and ruined corpses scorched and torn Those who braved the waters and reached the shore shall die by the sword

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

The Bloody Meadow I am the king of rhymes I'll choose the songs you will hear tonight Just drink up your wine and think not of tomorrow's fight So I take you far away to times of old and maidens fair as day and heroes legend told In blood and steel you'll see Immortal songs of victory I keep eternal life My songs will live on though I shall die So think not on strife or what may come at battlecry When our eyes grow dim and pale The songs remain to tell the tale So take up your sword in hand Even as the last man dies Cry loud and make your final stand and my song shall rise And red the grass beneath his feet, and red his banners bright, and red the glow of setting sun that bathed him in its light. "Come on, come on" the great lord called, "my sword is hungry still." And with a cry of savage rage, They swarmed across the rill... So I take you far away to times of old and maidens fair as day and heroes legend told In blood and steel you'll see Immortal song your desinty I sow the seed of song All hear the tales I tell of days by gone Of right and wrong And life and death under the sun Now hear the legend and lore These songs live on forevermore So take up your sword in hand Even as the last man dies Cry loud and make your final stand and my song shall rise And red the grass beneath his feet, and red his banners bright, and red the glow of setting sun that bathed him in its light. "Come on, come on" the great lord called, "my sword is hungry still." And with a cry of savage rage, They swarmed across the rill... And there he stood with sword in hand, the last of Darry's ten... I sing your song this night A tale of rebellion's tragic end Like second sight Recall the day you fell again Then you drew your final breath Immortal life given in death And red the grass beneath his feet, and red his banners bright, and red the glow of setting sun that bathed him in its light. "Come on, come on" the great lord called, "my sword is hungry still." And with a cry of savage rage, They swarmed across the rill...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

On the northern wind we fly Our dragonmounts block out the sky From icy wood to distant shores All heathens feel our mighty swords With dragonfire and clash of steel We take their lives and burn their fields The gods declare this land our right Behold the mighty dragonflight Let retribution come this night For gold and glory... we die! WE DIE!!! In conquest we find peace of mind Our lands grow vast, men fear our kind Before our gods they all shall kneel Or spill their blood upon The Wheel With clash of steel and dragonfire This town shall be a funeral pyre The gods declare this land our right Behold the mighty dragonflight Let retribution come this night For gold and glory... we die!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Ride and fight! We shall die tonight! The demon hordes are coming here They need our blood, they're drawing near Ride and fight! The end comes this night! We will defend our dying land No turning back, this is our stand Boys and men of elder years Women and children holding spears Wild eyes dart, filled with fear The evil force is drawing near We can not run, we can not hide There is no time for us to bide Our final stand here, side by side It's time to make our last ride Don't cry now, don't shed a tear Though the end comes, you will feel no fear When all is done on this night We will meet again in the afterlife WE WILL MEET AGAIN The blood flows from my wounds This battle will be my last The life fades from my breath This battle will be our last

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Imprisoned for so long I forgot the light of day Until the man in black came for me He said he wanted me for the wall I gladly agreed To save my life and be free So now I will take the black For my freedom and honor I shall give my life Brothers now join in this watch We will walk on the Wall for the rest of our lives I'll be one of the brave and few Speak this oath by old gods and new By the walls of Castle Black I swear to raise my sword and defend all of Westeros We are watchers on the Wall We are the brothers of the night We are the ravens in the snow We are the keepers of the light Night gathers, and our watch begins. Tonight the dead shall rise This night is colder than ever The Wall stands silently I smell a stench on the breeze A soft noise from behind I hear distant shuffling Something evil is coming for me It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Towers of pride Harren's hand over God's Eye A testament to his Ironborn hubris Touching the sky Black fingers reaching high No greater castle should ever rise These halls of broken stone Shall bleed your life and throne The ghosts of Harrenhal Now guard these cursed walls Don't you know, these walls can not defend What you sow, your pride shall be your end No where to go, these walls are closing in No where to go, the dragon fire descends Dragon lords rise Flying down from the hillside To conquer and bring Harren's demise Touching the sky Firey fingers reaching high Burning all who remained inside The haunted halls Whisper secrets at nightfall Telling tales of Harren's downfall Beware of pride That blinds your eyes For all who live here will surely die

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

The north wind blows bringing this summer to an end It's been the longest one by memories of men Some say a grim omen of long winter to come I say a welcome to its unforgotten song A man in black comes fleeing from the northern Wall I bring my sword down and I see his head fall My son and bastard race off toward the castle But on the way they find a corpse in the snow A rotting bitch with bloody neck wound Six direwolves came from her womb Three to my sons, two for my daughters One white as snow left to the bastard Winter comes hailing troubled times for the future of our world We'll stand and endure the cold 'til the summer comes again A banner waves a crowned stag on golden field My friend and king arrives and so I bend to kneel He would have none of it and bid his friend to stand He comes to ask my place be at his right hand Should I agree I'd leave my home and family Should I refuse I would dishonor my fealty Hand of the King - I'll rule in the king's stead Though with this power comes a target on my head A direwolf of my name's banner Had taken antler to the neck Could this be my kin's future I dread to think what happens next To the Keep, where the truth lies buried beneath a web of lies I'll seek the answer to the riddle left to me The last Hand had left the secret His final words on tortured breath "The seed is strong," but not of Robert And now he rides off to his death My friend is dead and I find myself caught up now in this Game of Thrones you win or die, so my fate is sealed this day WINTER COMES!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025