Iron Woman

A titan's grip upon her cruel blade Urfang Blood runs hot across the frozen waste Annihilation comes to those who stray Under the shadow of her irous gaze Upon the mountain peak she walks with fire and shadow her eyes spanning the valley below, passing over the hosts of destroyers and usurpers. They would soon beg for mercy But no mercy was forthcoming... Her raven hair caught in the northern wind She is the daughter of wolves The wending paths are her domain Iron woman, warrior queen Her sword will rain down from the sky With fury envied by the gods Snow and ice, painted red Her soul, a blinding glow No fiend or foe, no enemy Will last the day Warrior queen Iron woman Empires will fall at your behest! Raise up your sword towards the sky Triumphant blaze! Silver Sun! Blood on the ice! Victorious one! A titan's grip upon her cruel blade Urfang Piling the dead into their frozen graves She is the daughter of the northern waste She is the daughter... The daughter of wolves The valley becomes an anvil. She descends the mountain a tide of death, the hammer of wrath itself. Her blade sweeps over the ranks of the doomed like the setting sun, And benighted sky becomes their tomb Her sword will rain down from the sky With fury envied by the gods The snow, painted with their blood Triumphant blazing soul Victory is won! --- Iron Woman - Wormwitch