winter is coming you d better take care for then i m released all mortals beware lock your windows bolt all doors and hope it keeps me out you better hope some more living things wither your bones feel my cold i silently slither turning young into old bodies lie broken brittle from the wind one moment with me and frostbite sets in nights they grow longer when i m around your world is smothered under frozen ground exposure to me brings on certain death if you don t believe just look at your breath