We Do Not Sow

Dark waters rise, shadows cast low

From Castle Pyke, their cold wind blows

Ironborn spirits, fierce and free

In the storm's eye, they decree

From the rocky coast, they claim their throne

With a cry that echoes, cold as stone

No seed for fields, no crops are sold

We take your jewels, we take your gold

Rising tide, breaking the chains

Sea’s own children, proud remains

Walls of steel, hearts of ice

They pay the price, cold-cut slice

We do not sow, we take what’s ours

Riding the waves, under crimson stars

Iron within, never bend, we are near

Greyjoy’s call, the Reapers you fear

We raid and steal, take what we want

With The old ways, the coasts we haunt

The drowned god we follow true

Burning you homes and killing you

Rising tide, breaking the chains

Sea’s own children, proud remains

Walls of steel, hearts of ice

They pay the price, cold-cut slice

We do not sow, we take what’s ours

Riding the waves, under crimson stars

Iron within, never bend, we are near

Greyjoy’s call, the Reapers you fear

Deep sea whispers, tales of storm

Legends born from blood and scorn

For power, for war, they fiercely grow

In the dark, they show

Home in the tempest, kings of the night

Iron hearts, burning bright

Echoes of the ocean’s vow:

We do not sow.