Verene -

Ooh, when I saw your huge silver eyes

On the battlefield, I knew you were my demise

Your kiss awaits those who die

Shouting battle cries

White curls, full lips, Verene, you’re the goddess of war

I saw you swinging that morning star

And in passing

You crushed my heart

I can’t take it.

Steel is blasting leggings.

Oh, Verene!

Goddess of war

Know, you are my goddess of love

All around the world and in vales almost forgotten

They praise your mercy and charity;

building temples to hail your love

But I, a poor soul, hold the sword, still trembling

Push it through woven wire

A slave to your desire

Ooh, where all waver under your eyes

I stay my hands.

Have your way with my device

Your kiss so tender I could die

As I sigh my battle cry

All around the world and in vales almost forgotten

They praise your mercy and charity;

building temples to hail your love

But I, a poor soul, hold the sword, still trembling

Push it through woven wire

A slave to your desire