(Melodic Guitar Intro) (Verse 1 – The Call from the Wall) When black wings brought their silent words beyond the southern skies, Few kings would hear the Watchman's call, or heed the raven’s cries. But in the halls of Dragonstone, where shadowed fires burned, A colder war was whispering, and justice slowly turned. (Chorus) He rode where no crown ever dared to go, A king not of warmth, but the wrath of snow. Steel in his gaze, and flame in his hand, Stannis marched north to the shadowed land. (Verse 2 – March into the North) Through frost and wind, through bitter storms, his fleet still pressed ahead, With loyal knights and sellsword blades, where lesser kings had fled. Not for gold or glory sung, but duty’s quiet claim, He bore the weight of realm and oath, and never sought acclaim. (Chorus) He sailed where no crown ever dared to go, A king not of warmth, but the wrath of snow. Cold was the wind, but colder his will, He came with the fire the North could feel. (Melodic Guitar Solo) (Verse 3 – Battle at the Wall) The wildling horde stood fierce and free, with giants in their wake, And Castle Black came close to fall, too few left there to break. But thundering came hooves through frost, a banner in the gale, The stag of fire struck the field - and proud Mance Rayder turned pale. (Bridge) A sword unsheathed for those cast low, For men in black and silent snow. No crown above, no songs below - Yet still, the storm would rise and show. (Melodic Guitar Solo) (Final Chorus) He rode where no crown ever dared to go, A king not of warmth, but the wrath of snow. When honor froze and hope was thin, The Wall still stood - because of him. (Outro – Jon Snow’s Reflection) He was not loved, nor soft of word, his honor cold and stark, But when the world was losing light, he brought a needed spark. Jon watched him stand, alone, unbowed, where others dared not tread - A king of ash and duty grim, who’d burn, but never bend.
