Lady Of The Wind

Frozen figure stands in the storm
Flakes of snow embrace
The essence of her earthly form
Her eerie song heard
Through dales and mountains far away
Brings a curse on those who dare to listen.

Floating above the plains
She wanders in her realm
Hearing screams of her prey draw closer
She gazes upon the fields
Where battle rages eternally
Waiting for warriors weakened to fall in her arms.

In their eyes they saw her presence grim
Float above the ice
Wounded still they crawled towards her call
They hoped to find salvation
From her arms, white and pure
But the storm grew strong as they closed her figure
Cursed be this woman
The Lady of the Wind.

Night casts its shadow
On the field of battle
Few still breathing
But the air turns cold.

She appeared like a spirit of death
Blizzard veil in ground around her
Embracing the last of the living
With her hands, young and cold as ice.

In our eyes we saw her presence grim
Float above the ice
Wounded still we crawled towards her call
We hoped to find salvation
From her arms, white and pure
But the storm grew strong as we closed her figure
Cursed be this woman
The Lady of the Wind.

In our eyes we saw her presence grim
Float above the ice
Wounded still we crawled towards her call
We hoped to find salvation
From her arms, white and pure
As we reached her gown we felt her hands
Slowly sweeping our lives away.