Claws Dig Deep

A fierce foe and loyal friend, we are known.

From Griffin's Roost, never to roam.”

Red hair blazing, fierce and true,

Noble House Connington, standing through.

Born in storms, where the winds scream loud,

Knights of the storm, fierce and proud,

Sworn to Targaryen flames that dance,

Loyal hearts are never to chance.

Echoes of battles, legends of might,

Their wings of freedom take to flight,

Raise your voice, let it thunder,

"A griffon, a griffon!" rip asunder.

Our claws dig deep, through blood and fire,

House Connington, reaching higher,

Red and white, clash in the sky,

Warriors fierce, never say die.

Storm's End stands, and so do we,

Bound to loyalty, wild and free,

Once mighty lands, now a spark,

They’ll ignite the night, leave a mark.

Two griffins clash on a field of red,

Warriors fierce, by honor led.

Guardians of the storm, steadfast and bold,

Legacy of valor, stories retold.

Claws unsheathed, facing the storm,

Honor's armor, weathered and worn,

Hear the cry, fierce and loud,

"A griffon!" echoes through the cloud.

Our claws dig deep, through blood and fire,

House Connington, reaching higher,

Red and white, clash in the sky,

Warriors fierce, never say die.

From Griffin's Roost, the legends grow,

Bound by blood, in storm and snow,

Loyal and bold, they’ll forever fight,

Noble House Connington, shining bright.