The Song of Lords is a politically fuelled song written by Lann Swyft.
Lyrics
The lords of the North are stern and strong
They rule from Castle Black
All the way down to the Neck
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the rivers don’t always get along
They rule from High Heart
All the way to Seaguard
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the mountains have great sense of right and wrong
They rule from the Paps
All the way to Pebble
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the Crownlands lick boots all life long
They rule from Hayford
All the way to Sow’s Horn
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the Stormlands are fierce and headstrong
They rule from Evenfall
All the way to Harvest Hall
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the Reach are plump
They rule from Bandallon
All the way to Appleton
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the Isles are wild, their courtesies wrong
They rule from Lonely Light
All the way to Pyke
And that’s why I sing this song
The Princes of the sand dunes, their fuses are not long
They rule from Salt Shore
All the way to Tor
And that’s why I sing this song
The lords of the Westerlands are handsome, rich and young
They rule from Silverhill
All the way to the Golden Tooth
And that’s why I sing this song
All these lords, how many you might ask
A lot, but counting would be too big of a task
They are the few but call the many scum
So tell me, be honest, how did it come
That when the tens roar
the thousands go to war
