Song for a Valkyrie

Static fuses with the air

As it electrifies my hair

I smell the scent of fear

As thunder coming near

Descending are fiery eyes

Amid blue lightning skies

The wind curtly became still

As needles pricks me to a chill

Stand your ground Iron Maiden

 My hammer is not heavily laden

I can still make the ground quake

I can still make brave men break

I will not ascend with armors of shame

Until I win and end this foolish game

No mortal or god shall claim my soul

Until I have earned your love and all

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