We heard tell of White Walkers We heard them all dead Then come Old Man Winter, He'll rip us all to shreds Hide away your children Then hide away yourselves Dig deep into mountain Dig far beyond the spell
They come down They come down the Wall They come down They come down the Wall
You can hear their footsteps Crush the fresh-felt snow You can hear them beasting Oh, tell me where's my crow Harping every armory Sharpening their blade I pray for every one of them And sacrifices made
They come down They come down the Wall They come down They come down the Wall
So beware you king and commoner Be ready young and old They will hide the game inside the realm For it's no match for winter's cold.
They come down They come down the Wall They come down They come down the Wall To save our souls To save our souls Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.