From within the heart of fire
She stands tall and proud
Walking upon the scorched earth
And within desolate and unknown lands
Carrying her trusted sword in one hand
Her shield in the other
Both coated in the blood
From those that had fallen
At her wrath
And bled a river of crimson at her feet
And yet not once did she falter
Or shed a tear for those she had slain
For she was pure of heart and valour
And would protect what was hers
With each stroke from the sword she made
Precise and clean but determinate
Until the end
That in this battle of life She would be victorious
For as the shield warrior Valkyrie
Valhalla was hers for the taking