Feral Women
Wild Hunt
With lust they came in moonlight
Their bodies a gift of hate
And left them drunk in our land
With drums we call the strike
As we were told by sages
Our ancestry is what they dread
With smiles we show our might
In hubris they bite the bait
In great despair they lose their breath
Feral women decided your fate
Your ritual death will bring us new names
Bolts of fire fly in the haze
Fight our heroes if you think you are brave
From sand and mangrove we rise
Our eyes are burning like flames
Delicate dreams become nightmares
Awaken in fright, realize
Their muskets are filled with clay
Struck with horror, they are aware
What fools they were this night
Our women were dismayed
To lie with such pitiful men
With bolts of fire we fight
Those who fear we hate
To their families we bring death
Feral women decided your fate
Your ritual death will bring us new names
Bolts of fire fly in the haze
Fight our heroes if you think you are brave