In darkness, and in light this Goddess travels through the night
with her sword within her hands, a true warrior Goddess of distant lands.

She casts her magic across clover fields, strong in spirit, strong in mind, she's a Goddess of truth, and she's also kind. Cross her path even once, she'll make sure you're good n' done.

Green eyed Goddess from the Orleans, she only seeks victory, if you meet her in this life, remember to bow down on bended knee. She's the moon, and she's the stars, on her white horse she travels far.

She wields her sword through the air, like a lion roaring right at you
you'll feel her spirit passing through.

In the darkness, and in the light, this Goddess knows what's right.
Charging forward on her horse, she never feels remorse.
With golden hair, and her green eyes, she leads her army to victory.

Like Joan of Arc on a vision quest, she never has to guess. What is dark, and what is light, this Goddess knows what's right.