(Посвящается циклу произведений Джорджа Мартина "Игра престолов")
The world divided into parts
Where crowns and warriors shed their blood
The truth is hiding near death
But no one can see it’s face
Ravans flying in the skies
Winter is coming through the nights
Wolfs and lions gnaw wrong bones
And Dragons anxious of there goals
Power blinds and no one see
That real danger is close to win
Every house all alone
Need to know what’s right, what’s wrong
Deathly dance of ice is come
And only fire get it done
Game of thrones
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