Cold Stone

What are the words of the queen on her throne?
 Spite and splendour, cold under stone
 This is her promise 

What is the name of the gift that she brings?
 Sleepless slumber under her wings
 This is her promise 

Cold, cold stone 

Cold stone that buys and baits you
 Cold stone that hides and hates you
 Older that pride and oyre
 Older that flood and fire
 Here the swiftest beat will stop
 Here the strongest man will fall
 In her tower, in her halls
 In her silent maze of cold stone 

Cold stone to groom and grind you
 Cold stone to make and mind you
 Cold stone to bleed and blind you
 Cold stone to break and bind you
 And her arms won't let you go
 And her weight will pull you down
 And her breath is in your lungs
 And her laugh is that of cold stone 

What are the words that will always remain?
 Hunger, sorrow, winter and rain
 These are her promise