The Sword Woman - Smoulder

Red haired spawn of the devil

Eyes burn fierce;

they smoulder

Thou shalt not become his slave

Slit his throat, in his blood I will bathe!

Cold fury turn me brittle as steel

Ride through a ribbon, of starlite

Walled by black forest trees

From a life of solitude;

I flee!

I sell my sword, to the highest bidder

To ride with my brethren

With shining steel by my side

Crush the traitors and revel, in their cries!

Heart beats quick with strange longing

Live as I please and die as god wills

Eyes dance with reckless madness

Trade drudgery for wandering and violence

The pounding war drums call me endlessly

To roads where armored captains ride

With banners flowing crimson dyed

To never be swine’s bride

Forever, you will be… DENIED!

«My sisters bend above their looms

And gnaw their moldy crumbs

But I ride forth in silk and steel

To follow the phantom drums»