Lady of Sword
Facing this living end, she leads our mans
Horns of bulls around his neck
Maiden of nature, mother of the string
Raise your guns, yell the hordes

Marveling the battlefields
She walk slowly through the dead
Spirit of warrior
Fighting under the Sun

Ancient women of war, lady of sword
We bow to you
We re blessed by the storms

Pretty majesty thirsty for blood
Our eyes gaze your beauty
Inside the shadow of twilight
Rides a mistress of the wind
Your force fill
Fill our souls

Ancient women of war, lady of sword
We bow to you
We re blessed by the storms