This isn't the first girl to tempt me wearing red...
Can I be bound by an oath that I've broken?
I know the truth, I know a man can't be brave till he's afraid
And I'd die for the watch
I'd rather be a Ghost than a Wight
And I know the night is dark
And full of terrors
I know that I belong in the fight
I'm worth less than common born
I just have bastard blood
Your warnings do not fall on ears so deaf
I've seen the coldness to the north
Ancient and dark
Winter is coming
Wildling, or high-born south of the wall
I'm trying to save them all
But they act like I know nothing
Kill the boy and let the man be born
I'd rather be a Ghost than a Wight
And I know the night is dark
And full of terrors
I know that I belong in the fight
I'm worth less than common born
I just have bastard blood
I am the sword in the darkness
I am the watcher on the walls
I am the shield that guards the realms of men
I am the guard who opened the gates
And let the foe march through
I'd rather be a Ghost than a Wight
And I know you said the night is dark
And full of terrors
I know that I belong in the fight
I'm worth less than common born
I just have bastard blood
I know that I'm the son of a wolf
But my anger can burn like dragon's fire
I know that I belong to the Snow
But sometimes I feel like
I don't have bastard blood