Winter is coming You'd better take care For then I'm released All mortals
beware Lock your windows Bolt all
doors And hope it keeps me out You
better hope some more Living things
wither Your bones feel my cold I
silently slither Turning young into old Bodies lie broken Brittle from the wind One moment with me And frostbite sets in Nights,they grow longer When I'm around Your world is smothered Under frozen
ground Exposure to me Brings on certain
death If you don't believe Just look at
your breath
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