Legends told by fireside Of healing hands And courageous heart She's no man's concubine The warrior supreme Just follow her into battle To see what I mean The enemy took her brother A mistake they would regret For she slayed every soldier On the field she met Her attack turned the battle Upon ruinous fields she rode Before her ranks were shattered Their formations were turned to rout She chased them from their camp Back from the field they fled This warrior queen Rider in black With blades so sharp She turned them back Eyes gleam, amid a veil of green Seize a sword forged destiny Dressed in black, amongst dying screams Soaked in the blood of her enemies She enlisted as a healer With tender hands she bathed Wounds of injured soldiers Until she lifted up her blade Now she'll fight any man On battlefields she rides In her wake comes slaughter Trampled banners never fly Eyes gleam, amid a veil of green Seize a sword forged destiny Dressed in black, amongst dying screams Soaked in the blood of her enemies