the blood that dries upon my sword

is a warning to one and all

that dare to challenge me and mine

by my sword you will fall

my beauty is just that, skin deep

and i let it play the part

my sultry form makes me woman true

but i am a warrior deep in my heart

so be warned, fair and true

on the souls of those who tried

i cannot be loved or defeated

and by my sword you will surely die