Towers Of Hubris - The Legacy Of Black Harren, Part 2

Towers of pride
 Harren's hand over God's Eye
 A testament to his Ironborn hubris
 Touching the sky
 Black fingers reaching high
 No greater castle should ever rise
 These halls of broken stone
 Shall bleed your life and throne
 The ghosts of Harrenhal
 Now guard these cursed walls
 Don't you know, these walls can not defend
 What you sow, your pride shall be your end
 No where to go, these walls are closing in
 No where to go, the dragon fire descends
 Dragon lords rise
 Flying down from the hillside
 To conquer and bring Harren's demise
 Touching the sky
 Firey fingers reaching high
 Burning all who remained inside
 The haunted halls
 Whisper secrets at nightfall
 Telling tales of Harren's downfall
 Beware of pride
 That blinds your eyes
 For all who live here will surely die