Ramin Djawadi 
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The Rains of Castamere
Ramin Djawadi: The Rains of Castamere
And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
/: And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear :/
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
/: And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear :/
(.
And who are you, the brother said
To keep my throne from me?
The boy has no claim,
just a stag in name
A lion's all I see
You have your gods and
your false boy king
What have they done for you?
My Lord of Light has the
truth, and the might
His fire will lead me true
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That stag of Dragonstone
And now the flames tear down his pride
And the boy withholds the throne
Yes, now the flames tear down his pride
And the boy withholds the throne
And who are you, the Young Wolf said
To rule with so much fear?
You follow the law of a summer child
But winter is drawing near
When you kill a wolf
you enrage his pack,
You'll fear our howls of war
And when the North brings its icy chill
We'll hear no lions roar
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That King of Winterfell
And now the wolves clean out his home
With not a soul to tell
Yes, now the wolves clean out his home
With not a soul to tell
And so they spoke, and so they spoke
Those foes of Casterly
And now their blood will paint her walls
For all the lions to see
Yes, now their blood
will paint her walls
For all the lions to see
And who are you, the brother said
To keep my throne from me?
The boy has no claim,
just a stag in name
A lion's all I see
You have your gods and
your false boy king
What have they done for you?
My Lord of Light has the
truth, and the might
His fire will lead me true
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That stag of Dragonstone
And now the flames tear down his pride
And the boy withholds the throne
Yes, now the flames tear down his pride
And the boy withholds the throne
And who are you, the Young Wolf said
To rule with so much fear?
You follow the law of a summer child
But winter is drawing near
When you kill a wolf
you enrage his pack,
You'll fear our howls of war
And when the North brings its icy chill
We'll hear no lions roar
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That King of Winterfell
And now the wolves clean out his home
With not a soul to tell
Yes, now the wolves clean out his home
With not a soul to tell
And so they spoke, and so they spoke
Those foes of Casterly
And now their blood will paint her walls
For all the lions to see
Yes, now their blood
will paint her walls
For all the lions to see
.)
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