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