Feminine Fury, fire up the blades Cold steel and leather, the tools of her trade. Iron studs gleam in the light of the day Scream like a banshee she leaps in the fray.
Face her might Or Say goodnight
Enemies fall as she slashes and thrashes No one can take her, fighting skills matchless. Red mist rises as skulls are split open Mountains of bodies lay bloody and broken
Face her might Or say goodnight
When the sword woman strikes Cowards flee for their lives Hear the Hellion's Cry Any fools who stay dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
