I'm still hyped from last night, as I said a few weeks ago, this season is like smoked ribs, sure it will take a while to get to the table, but when it gets there, the build up to that delicious goodness will be worth the wait...
We eatin' good Coli brethren....
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure, know something?
From Castle Black to Hardhome, I'm loathesome
I scream out fukk the world then I throw something
Boltons scheming hard but fukk it, it's the Snow Gawd
I leave arrows lodged leave you leaning on your broad
And our Crows leave you fukked up in your pond
Slumped, Joffery-style with your memory out
What the fukk y'all want? Daddy Snow with the DragonStone
Let the steel go leave you bleeding on your patio
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky, blue
Not only do I leave you I hide you
I before you, Stannis and Stark Rule
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Mance man, fire you, conspire you
Me die before you? You liar, you
Walkers is dead off the hits I approve
fukk it, I got the Wildlings wearin Crow suits
Y'all commoners don't listen
Whether in High Lords or in prison
If they find us we missing
Don't mistake their disposition
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it (It's Wildlings)
Tormund incorporated (It's WunWun)
In life we all related (It's Thenns In)
See if y'all can take it