Winterfell
"The Veil of Summer"

The Iris

Rising of a land and
falling of a leader.
Losing all that was mine.
Now I contemplate the beast inside us all...

Inside a fire drives me.
Take back what was mine. Still
searching for a weakness.
Hatred growing now for all mankind will fall...

Behold! A spiritual Iris,
Palace of the soul.
We have lost our way for the last time.
Though I never thought I'd find it,
I cannot let it go.
The time has finally come to close the door.

Let them fall away,
they will never know the meaning.
Each and every day,
they grow more and more like animals.
Corrupt and out of place,
long ago abandoned any morals.
I will find a way.
I will use my power to stop the flow of soul.

The greatest wars in history,
we wage deep inside. Though
silent, beyond the Iris,
Vengenace is now mine. Oh let them fall away...