Winter is coming
the cold makes your nose red
you aren't ready for what's ahead
the wind whips your hair
the game they play isn't fair
winter is coming
you can't see
you long to be free
of them
winter is coming
keep an eye out
for you shouldn't shout
winter is coming
so run far
far, far away
there coming for you today
beware
winter is coming
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