We Shall Not Break

The Stormlands mighty and proud,

Holds a House that won’t be bowed.

Loyally following the Baratheon Lords,

Defenders we are, history records.

Beneath the stormy skies, in shadows deep,

Lies a house that guards, their watch they keep.

From Blackhaven's walls, they stand tall,

Against the chaos, they shall not fall.

Fangs of purple lightning, etched in night,

Stars that gleam on armor bright.

We hold the line, no breach nor break,

In our veins, the oath we take.

We shall not break, no, we stand unbowed,

Guardians of the Boneway, fierce and proud.

With a storm in our hearts, and a vow to keep,

House Dondarrion, their honor steep.

Through mountain passes, echoes call,

Dornish whispers, they defy it all.

Vassals bound by blood and stone,

Marching forward, never alone.

Lightning forks across the night,

Stars align in steadfast light.

Marching on, our resolve is clear,

Bound by duty, free from fear.

We shall not break, no, we stand unbowed,

Guardians of the Boneway, fierce and proud.

With a storm in our hearts, and a vow to keep,

House Dondarrion, their honor steep.

Against the tide, the fiery might,

Their banner flies into the fight.

For the marchers, for the land,

We hold the line with iron hand.

Blackhaven’s shadows, fierce and cold,

A legacy etched in stories told.

We shall not break, our spirits wake,

Forever brave, for honor’s sake.