Laga, Ragalor - Two Crowns

Raise The Throne
Raise The Fire
The North Awaits
Its Rulers
I Carried Kingdoms In My Veins
Long Before They Forged This Peace
No Winter Ever Taught Me Fear
No Elder Gave Me Leave To Lead
I Earned My Name Through Blood And Frost
Each Victory Carved Another Scar
The Wolves Did Not Choose Me By Birth
They Chose The Strength That Faced The Dark
One Throne
Two Destinies
Who Will Bend
Two Crowns.
One Throne
Neither Above.
Neither Below
Two Crowns.
One Throne
One Storm.
One North.
One Road
You Keep Your Fire
I'Ll Keep Mine
Together We Become The Northern Sky
Two Crowns.