The Warlord
Green eyes swept the battle field
Of bodies piled high
Blonde hair in the wind
As men began to cry
Hers was the way
For hers was the sword
That made them call her
The mighty warlord
Of bodies piled high
Blonde hair in the wind
As men began to cry
Hers was the way
For hers was the sword
That made them call her
The mighty warlord
posted by Wizgang | 4:37 PM
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