I know no King,
but the King in the North,
Who's name is Stark!

When winter comes
You'll hear no lions roar
No stags grazing in the fields
No roses growing in the meadows
No snakes in the sand
The krakens will freeze where they swim
The flayed men will rot and wither
No trouts swimming in the river
and no falcons flying in the air
Not even the dragons breath will warm you in your halls.
Only the wolfs howl in the night
Winter is coming.

The North Remembers!