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The Coin and Blade – A Game of Thrones Song Tribute to Bronn

“The Coin and the Blade” – A Game of Thrones Song Tribute to Bronn A song of survival, wit, and the price of staying alive. Not every man in Westeros fights for honor. Some fight to live. from gutter-born sellsword to the man who walked through fire, frost, kings, and queens and lived to count his coin at the end of it all. Lyrics Verse I I was born where the gutters learn To swallow pride and spit out men. No banners flew, no names were earned— Just knives at dusk, and none at ten. I learned my lessons sharp and quick: A faster hand, a dirtier trick. The world won’t lift a man like me— So I carved out my liberty. For crowns are high and luck is thin— But coin will buy what fate won’t spin. Chorus I I am the coin, I am the blade, A man unbound by vow or trade. I fight for gold, not gods or kings— For crowns will break, but silver sings. I am the coin. I am the blade. Verse II I found a lion, half in chains, More wit than sense, more gold than pain. He talked too bold, he drank too much— But paid in coin, in trust, in such. We walked through flame, through blood and fear, And kept each other breathing clear. He joked of knights and noble men— But we both knew I’d never be them. For honor’s loud, and courage fades— But coin remembers what it pays. Verse III At Blackwater, the world burned green— A roaring tide of death unseen. I saved a king, I broke a line, I fought for pay, not some design. And when the bay became a pyre, And heroes bowed before the fire— I lived, I laughed, I claimed my fee. For death won’t dine on men like me. The brave may fall for songs and fame— But fools live on. They learn the game. Verse IV I saw the dead rise through the snow, Felt winter’s hand pull soft and slow. No sellsword oath, no southern claim— Just steel and breath and shaking flame. Yet still I stood and swung and cursed, While lords in furs and queens in thirst Were swallowed by the endless sway— A night that would not let men pray. And when the dawn broke cold and thin— I thanked my luck, and fought again. Chorus II I am the coin, I am the blade, A man who lived through fire and shade. The highborn fall to pride and name— But sellswords rise through grit and aim. I am the coin. I am the blade. Verse V I watched a queen with dragon fire Burn through the dark, climb ever higher. She broke the night, she saved the men— But broke herself in fire again. The bells had tolled, the skies had bled, And mercy burned the city red. I saw the cost of every throne— What dreams destroy, what crowns disown. And so I stepped from war’s charade— To keep my coin, to keep my blade. Chorus III I am the coin, I am the grin, The man who wins by not giving in. They carved their names in stone and flame— I carved my own and kept the same. I am the coin. I am the blade. Verse VI The boy was crowned—not king, but sight, A watcher set where fates ignite. He asked for peace, he asked for none— A reign of root, not war begun. He offered me the place I’d earned, For wit well kept and bridges burned. And I, who lived through fire and frost, Chose life, not crowns the highborn lost. For in the end, when debts are paid— A man is worth his coin and blade. Bridge I’ve lived through wars and righteous men, Through beasts and blades and bleeding friends. I’ve watched the dead rise through the snow— And lived to drink the afterglow. Not by fate, nor gods, nor right— Just stubborn will and luck’s delight. For every dream the highborn made— I kept my coin. I honed my blade. Chorus IV I am the coin, I am the lord, A lord by wit, not birth or sword. Let kings seek glory, queens seek flame— I drink to life, not loss or fame. I am the coin. I am the blade. And every throne is just a trade. Outro So sing your songs of noble men, Of oaths that break and crowns that bend. But when your tales grow dark and grim— Remember me, who lived through them. For all their wars and all they paid— I walked away. I kept my blade. And laughed beneath the ruin made. Visuals All visuals were created using AI-generated artwork (MidJourney). Music Composed and performed using Suno AI, guided by human lyricism and structure. All lyrics are human-written, with AI used only to assist in arrangement and instrumentation. Human-Made // AI-Assisted (Suno + MidJourney) Spotify – Aural Alchemy: https://open.spotify.com/artist/46qLP... Support Aural Alchemy https://ko-fi.com/auralalchemy Hashtags #GameOfThrones #Bronn #BronnOfBlackwater #SongOfIceAndFire