Westerosi Blood…
The Westerosi know how to torture,
The Westerosi know how to torture.
In the city of Eyrie,
In the city of Winterfell,
In the city of Pyke,
We keep it hurtin’, we keep it hurtin’.

Now let me hearken ‘bout a people in the wild, wild west:
‘Cross the Shiverin’ Sea, they punish better than tha rest.
Ain’t no Dothraki shivs stickin’ outta yo’ chests.
Where some lil birds shove you right outta yo’ nest.
From the chill-ass North, where the walkin’ undead stroll,
The ever-summer South, where them talkin’-done head’s roll.
And sers be on pilgrimage for them damn-fines,
Only to sheathe they claymores where the Seven don’t shine.
If you be in the game to sing songs unsung,
Best sweet to the Joff, else you losin’ yo tongue.
A Clegane backhand you deadly and fiercely,
Then name his manhood Jaime and yo’ stank-ass his Cersei.
It’s all brutal from tha ‘Fell down to tha Dorne,
Your holdings are tha tits if your daddy’s legit-born.
Throw up your remnant finger if your sea is worthy,
[Az’ name] put it down for Wes-TER-o-si.

The Westerosi know how to torture,
The Westerosi know how to torture!
In the city of Eey-rie,
In the city of Winterfell,
In the city, city of Pike,
We keep it hurtin’, we keep it hurtin’.

You’re ten-and-five? Y’outta time. And don’t get caught Bolton,
Lest-you-loose the goose, Master Roose, and your skin-a gets-a moltin’.
Whorin’ for Florents and them Tyrells
Life of-a Little-finger-swinger, you ain’t need to learn-ta spell.
Only-in Wester corpses fester and nothing’s ever nice,
Pyke islands where you sigh-less ‘n pay the iron price.
Dressed in plates ‘n boil’d leather and tourney’s what we do:
Payne is Ilyn but we chillin’, with our Ice in your sinew.
Famous cause we live in hubris.
We frightin’ and in-fightin’ like classic tragics.
Let’em organize from Qarth beach to Ass-a-hai.
So you can see that the free won’t bend knee to any guy.
Hark what ye hark:
But the one to fear’s l’il Stark.
Sing that Arya in the woods ‘n parks.
From King’s Land to Fleabottom,
The Blackwater Bay, yea lads, we got’em.
Wester’s where it gets rotten.d
Give me blood!