Grey Maiden

Crystal eyes, all royal signifiers Brigands, stand straight in her gaze Charmed and elegant, bejeweled crone of emerald Hold up high! The sceptre of the grey maiden Harrowing mistress of rain, grey maiden My haggard soul had died so long ago Off to fight, warriors of the whyte magic The path that she forsook, on her revenge we travelled Here to stately frey, like stags they are our prey Taking victory, with blackened hearts and evil ways Oh, marked by the pharaohs at birth Slaking her thirst on the men of the earth Oh, sword of the ages will call when empires fall Now we will swear the oath, now we will wear the skins We lay our steel and bone, right next to each, our kin