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Describe your favorite character in a song!

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Ser Duncan was Tall


Where Aegon was Small


While trying to Hatch


The Dragon’s last batch


Both last seen Summerhall



Closest I can do to a song.


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Change this to haiku and I'm down:



Bold, randy princess


Sought to pull a reverse Cole


Someone always tells


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Jaime Lannister

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day

And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that

Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time,
just for one day
We can be Heroes, for ever and ever
What d'you say?

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Oh our hero is tall and blond...



His hand is gold, his sword is long



Handsome, strong and brave is he



With little thought he's made men bleed



Many a daring and dreadful deed



have stained his cloak, he'd lost his way.


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Raised inside the walls, where winter always falls,

Our hero felt alone.

Cherished by his kin, except the mother hen,

A bastards life is stone.

A need to flee so great, our hero chose his fate,

To watch the worlds end.

Vows pledged for good, whispered to the wood,

Not all words are wind.

Our Hero is commanded, by a man half handed,

Keep sharp your mind and steel.

This man he had to slay, and a woman take to lay,

A new love he learned to feel.

Her heart taught his own, in their cave all alone,

Nothing is all they know.

Wishing they could stay, his cloak was in the way

A bastard's life is Snow.

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Raised inside the walls, where winter always falls,

Our hero felt alone.

Cherished by his kin, except the mother hen,

A bastards life is stone.

A need to flee so great, our hero chose his fate,

To watch the worlds end.

Vows pledged for good, whispered to the wood,

Not all words are wind.

Our Hero is commanded, by a man half handed,

Keep sharp your mind and steel.

This man he had to slay, and a woman take to lay,

A new love he learned to feel.

Her heart taught his own, in their cave all alone,

Nothing is all they know.

Wishing they could stay, his cloak was in the way

A bastard's life is Snow.

This was good. I recognized who it was by the third line.

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A giants shadow spreads across the bed, his saddened eyes beneath the tears,

are seeing only red.

Though hands of gold are always cold, a lions pride is bold. If you kick his cage he'll show the score, you'll have to hear the lion roar.

Crossbow questions bring the lesson of a girl he used to know. A crofters daughter turned lions wife, his first love exiled from his life.

The golden father lion balked as his cub slowly stalked, where's she gone he must know, the answer given, wherever whores go.

A quarrel cried, the father died, the lion pays his toll, and so the jest was laid to rest, the father shits no gold.

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I'll go with a childrens' rhyme:

Rhaegar and Lyanna sitting in a tree,

K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

First comes love,

Then comes run.

Then comes Jon,

The chosen one.

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A giants shadow spreads across the bed, his saddened eyes beneath the tears,

are seeing only red.

Though hands of gold are always cold, a lions pride is bold. If you kick his cage he'll show the score, you'll have to hear the lion roar.

Crossbow questions bring the lesson of a girl he used to know. A crofters daughter turned lions wife, his first love exiled from his life.

The golden father lion balked as his cub slowly stalked, where's she gone he must know, the answer given, wherever whores go.

A quarrel cried, the father died, the lion pays his toll, and so the jest was laid to rest, the father shits no gold.

That's a nice one. Great description.

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Her sweet voice came though clearly

Her song was just a hymn

Asking mother to give her mercy

In these times of tragic sin

Her family is history

The wolves they howl alone

Her mind is a mystery

And her name is not her own

Boom his one works for two of my favorites.

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I'm a small, small girl in a big, big world,

It's an awful thing that you all left me.

And I do, do feel

That I do, do will

Miss you much

Miss you much

I can see the first slowflake falling
It's all white, white ice
It's so very cold outside
Like the way I'm feeling inside

I'm a small, small girl
in a big big world
It's awful that you've all gone and died
And I do, do feel
that I do, do will
make a list of hated names..

Valar morghuuuuuuulis

Outside it's now snowing
And tears are falling from my eyes
Why did it have to happen
Why did I have to become no one

I'm a small, small girl
in a big, big world
It's an awful thing you all left me
And now I do, do go
to Braavos, so
I can become an assassin

and take terrible, terrible revenge

on all your cursed Hoooouuuuuses

Collaboration of Emilia and Arya Stark

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Not my favorite character, but Cersei kinda matches with The Killing Moon by Echo and the Bunnymen. Especially in retrospect after all the books.


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