| Born in Valyria, one out of five
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| Doomsday draws near and they fled to survive
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| Wingspan so vast, casting shadows of all
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| Teeth long as swords and they’re heeding the call
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| He was named by the god of the Freehold
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| He was claimed by the blood of kings
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| As he took to the sky he was greatest of them all
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| Balerion — the Black Dread descending
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| Balerion — put the castle to flame
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| My Balerion — the master of fire
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| Balerion — you’re the death from above
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| And the three of the fabled unite
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| Black Dread, field of fire
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| Black Dread, field of fire
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| Aegon turned west set to conquer or fall
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| Mounting the beast and destroying the wall
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| Fire so black as the scales on his back
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| Towers of Harrenhal under attack
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| He was named by the god of the Freehold
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| He was claimed by the blood of kings
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| As he took to the sky he was greatest of them all
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| Balerion — the Black Dread descending
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| Balerion — put the castle to flame
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| My Balerion — the master of fire
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| Balerion — you’re the death from above
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| And the three of the fabled unite
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| Black Dread, field of fire
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| Cross the Blackwater, facing the king
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| Gave him till sunset time to surrender
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| Towers went up like candles burn down
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| Twisted shapes they retain to this day
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| He was named by the god of the Freehold
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| He was claimed by the blood of kings
|
| As he took to the sky he was greatest of them all
|
| Balerion — the Black Dread descending
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| Balerion — put the castle to flame
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| My Balerion — the master of fire
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| Balerion — you’re the death from above
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| And the three of the fabled unite
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| Black Dread, field of fire
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| Black Dread, field of fire |