The Doom of Valyria
The doom has come, the people gone,
The fire's embers cold.
Gone has the time of dragons,
Fallen is the Freehold.
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No more do dragons sail the skies,
Doomed to become memory.
All that's left is ruined land,
Beholding sundered sea.
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Tales told, songs will be sung,
Some of joy and some of gloom.
But none of these can change the past,
Final is the Doom.