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Winter is Coming

Fainthearted princes stare into limbo
Old mighty warriors circle the throne
Polish and sharpen blunt rusted weapons
Blizzard is comming, nowhere to go

REF:
Winter, winter is coming, winter is coming it’s her time
Winter, winter is coming, winter is coming it’s her time

Forest is screaming, sky’s getting darker
Color of blood is filling the sun
Fear of the walkers freezes the living
Look of their eyes so cold and unknown

Great wall is crumbling, first men are falling
Down into darkness, pain and despair
All hope is dying like fading candle
though it was vivid for thousand years

muzyka - Miki, słowa - Miki