A dragon and a wolf They're the same to me They sit on thrones of bones They’re both flesh, blood and fear And when the winter comes They'll be down on their knees Like lambs, lions and fawns They've got nothing on me
Fire will come down from the sky To wash away the lies One last battle cry But no tears left to dry
A dragon and a wolf They’re nothing to me When it comes to fire and blood There's no rich, no poor, no thief Ain't no wall high enough To shield them from my spears They'll leave their graceless thrones Empty for the only king to sit
Fire will come down from the sky To wash away the lies One last battle cry But no tears left to dry
A dragon and a wolf They're the same to me (Perzys kessa māzigon ilagon hen se jēdar) They sit on thrones of bones (Naejot rāenābagon qrīdrughagon se pirtra) Longing for the final sleep
