Silver moon mirrored in silver eyes
Beauty of soft starlight.
Red rose bleeds
On broken ground
Two graves dug deep.
Silver moom mirrored in silver eyes,
Crying silver tears.
Stars mourn, Sky weeps
Silver drops of rain.
Silver crown
Upon the ground
Washed, washed away.
Silver moon mirrored in silver eyes
Knows not these things.
No one knows what those eyes will do
Except she.
Revenge heavy in her heart
Dead or alive mattering not
Attacking in broad daylight.
By night she moves with bloody sword
All about the land,
But no longer does she weep
For her enemies are dead.
Silver moon mirrored in silver eyes
Beauty of soft starlight.
Keen her sword.
Straight her lance.
Beware the woman
The only woman
Of the warrior class!