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They stand, some divided |
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This wall is frozen sided |
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It stretches far along and |
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Keeps the Others out of seven lands |
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Dressed all in black and |
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Hardened by lives forgotten |
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Guilty or not they'll find life |
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So when the night gathers |
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My watch begins |
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It won't end until my demise |
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I might be a criminal |
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Who still protects you |
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To live is to die by my post |
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A vow condemns me |
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I pledged all my honour, I swore to the wall |
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A sword in the darkness, I stay till it falls |
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I'm the light that brings the dawn |
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Through darkened nights |
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Valiant, we wait for the storm |
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A watcher on walls |
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Winter is coming, I feel it |
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I'm the fire that burns |
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The heat that will ward off the bite of the cold |
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I will die on the wall |
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The nights feel much colder |
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My lungs sting as I breathe |
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I've seen the dead walk and |
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I fear what might be coming soon for me |
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While strings are pulled in |
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This game of thrones that steals |
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Attention away from what's real |
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We need more men to fight them |
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What lies beyond the wall |
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These wild threats are calling |
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Seeking the other side for home |
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For this night and all the nights to come |
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Only three keeps remaining |
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You know I'll be here waiting |
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Abandoned empty halls |
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I'll never father children |
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Have no wife, hold no lands |
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The summer soon is over |
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I might be looked down upon |
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But still I serve you |
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A shield to the realms of men |
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A horn for the sleeping |
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What's left of my honour I gave to the black |
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An evil returning, the dead are back |
