FIRST WE TAKE KING'S LANDING (THEN WE SMITE TYWIN)

The idea for this filk came after listening to the Cohen song closely and thinking of my favourite Dornishman. It's a bunny as old as three quarters of a year, but I was trying to make the words and the rhyme fit Oberyn's character arc, like solving a puzzle of which I only had got a few pieces, and was trying to find the others everywhere to fit them and get the big picture. At last, the puzzle is now complete.
This song is set around the Purple Wedding, and shipping Oberyn/Cersei (as my first Othello Westeros retelling proves) is involved. But mostly it's about Oberyn's thirst for revenge...
(PS. This filk was also written to illustrate my support of the Oberyn-poisoned-Tywin theory, in which I firmly believe.)

FIRST WE TAKE KING'S LANDING (THEN WE SMITE TYWIN)

A Westeros filk by Sandra Dermark

24th of September 2015

OBERYN:

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom,

seized with the pain that rent me from within...

I'm coming now... I'm coming to reward them...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

I'm guided, not by signals in the heavens...

ELLARIA:

Guided...

OBERYN:

I'm guided by the colour of our skin...

ELLARIA:

I am guided by...

OBERYN:

I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons...

ELLARIA:

Ooooh...

OBERYN:

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

CERSEI:

I'd really like to live beside you, by your side...

I love your body, and your spirit, and your clothes!

But you see the fair ones sitting by the bridegroom?

I told you... I told you...

I told you I was one of those!

OBERYN:

You loved me as a loser,

but now you're worried that I just might win!

You know the way to stop me...

but you lack the discipline!

How many nights I've prayed for this,

to let my show begin? 

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

OBERYN & ELLARIA:

I don't like your war repression, mister...

and I don't like that rank that keeps you thin...

OBERYN:

I don't like what happened to my sister...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

CERSEI:

I'd really like to live beside you, by your side...

I love your body, and your spirit, and your clothes!

But you see the fair ones sitting by the bridegroom?

I told you... I told you...

I told you I was one of those!

OBERYN:

And I thank you for that pardon that you sent me... (Ironic laugh)

The Red Keep seems now pleased to let me in...

I've practiced every night... and now I'm ready...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

ELLARIA:

I am... guided...

OBERYN:

Remember me? I used to live for passions.

Remember me? I never reined them in...

Well, it's wedding day, and everybody's wounded...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

POST SCRIPTUM:

The first pieces of the puzzle I had were the following:

---FIRST WE TAKE KING'S LANDING (THEN WE SMITE TYWIN) (the title/refrain)

---They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom,

seized with the pain that rent me from within...

I'm coming now... I'm coming to reward them...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

---I'm guided by the colour of our skin...

---I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons...

---You loved me as a loser,

but now you're worried that I just might win!

You know the way to stop me...

but you lack the discipline!

How many nights I've prayed for this,

to let my show begin? 

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

---and I don't like that rank that keeps you thin...

---I don't like what happened to my sister...

---I've practiced every night... and now I'm ready...

---Remember me? I used to live for passions.

Remember me? I never reined them in...

Well, it's wedding day, and everybody's wounded...

First we take King's Landing...

Then we smite Tywin!

Then I had to put the pieces together. The few pieces I had on my mind, plus thinking of the missing pieces and how to piece them together. The whole Oberyn part of the song being the Dornishman's secret rant for Tywin Lannister. The thoughts on his mind as he secretly laces his opponent's every drink. The whole plan meant to succeed even if Oberyn gets killed in that Clegane showdown.