Towers of Hubris (The Legacy of Black Harren, Part II)

Towers of pride

Harren's hand over God's Eye

A testament to his Ironborn hubris

Touching the sky

Black fingers reaching high

No greater castle should ever rise

These halls of broken stone

Shall bleed your life and throne

The ghosts of Harrenhal

Now guard these cursed walls

Don't you know, these walls can not defend

What you sow, your pride shall be your end

No where to go, these walls are closing in

No where to go, the dragon fire descends

Dragon lords rise

Flying down from the hillside

To conquer and bring Harren's demise

Touching the sky

Firey fingers reaching high

Burning all who remained inside

The haunted halls

Whisper secrets at nightfall

Telling tales of Harren's downfall

Beware of pride

That blinds your eyes

For all who live here will surely die