I think I could have loved her
as my father loved my mother
though my mother loved another
so it's said
And my mother, my creator
knew that Ned could implicate her
so the Hand, now branded traitor
lost his head
I have seen sweet Sansa crying
and it's rather gratifying
how the lust's intensifying
without Ned
Every woman's secret scheming
leads to this; oh, how I'm dreaming
of the nights I'll hear her screaming
in my bed.
as my father loved my mother
though my mother loved another
so it's said
And my mother, my creator
knew that Ned could implicate her
so the Hand, now branded traitor
lost his head
I have seen sweet Sansa crying
and it's rather gratifying
how the lust's intensifying
without Ned
Every woman's secret scheming
leads to this; oh, how I'm dreaming
of the nights I'll hear her screaming
in my bed.
It could be worse