Thirst For Justice

She's dressed by The grace of God
Her eyes shine with fierce pride
Then she moves to enemy zone
Seductive graceful liar

Every word appears as tender wish
The ghosts of love buried in her dreamy kiss
A hole in the soul, frail arrogance
Of those who want to destroy alone as the glory imposes

She sits quiet on the couch
She gently touches his head
The thrill makes unreal the atmosphere
Every promise in candles burns

Inside the heart she covets deep revenge
Her seduction is driving through this plan
A freedom's fight, a shape of heroism strong
Of justice thirst she acts ready to win

Every word appears as tender wish
The ghosts of love buried in her dreamy kiss
A hole in the soul, frail arrogance
Of those who want to destroy alone as the glory imposes

And then she waits the right time
And then she embodies the virtue to triumph(trianf)

She find the answers in dreamtime
Now she was blinded by disdain and cunning

She went to the king, close to the bed
And took down the sword of him

Grabbed him by the hair of his head and said
"Give me strength, O Lord”
And with all the strength she struck
Twice upon his neck and cut off his head