Chusets

From ice, from ice, we Forresters born, To ice we all return, Father, brother we mourn, we mourn, These family trees we burn. I'd bare my neck to Ilyn Payne And swim the Shivering Sea. Paint Slaver's Bay in crimson rains, To bring Ethan back to me. When Ramsay claimed me for his ward, Ethan spurned the tyrant, My brother's calm defied a lord, Ethan strong and silent. Watch on, watch on, Ethan the Wise, Old Gods be one with you. Our Lord, my kin, an old soul dies. So iron grows anew, Still iron grows anew.

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