The King In The North (Seven Kingdoms)

The eldest son of the Starks Rides now to a wedding day Against the tugging of his heart To fulfill the oath he had betrayed For the North For this war For his quest To bring his family For all the men who have died And all now at his side He'll brave the storm And swallow his pride The lady asks for the wine She'll not take a chance on her eldest son's life Her sons are now lost The old lord said "I'll give you what is mine." And then Edmure took vows with his wife So the crossbows rang out, piercing flesh "No!" the mother cried "Mercy! Mercy! Mercy for my son!" Vengeance takes us all Across the world the ravens take to wing (dark wings bring dark words) Spreading the word, the bloody death of a king (The King in the North) This blasphemy, is it real or just a dream? (the crowning of the wolf) The bards shall sing, tale of the Red Wedding The future of the Seven Kingdoms Depends on this wedding day Something devious beats within the drums In the great hall of Lord Walder Frey The lady takes life for a life Spilling blood from the young boy's neck But the old lord cares not In madness she gouges out her eyes Before cold steel cuts and blood stains her dress But now the rains weep o'er his hall With no one there to hear Yes now the rain weeps o'er his hall And not a soul to hear And not a soul to hear...