Scars cover the marks,
That aspire to shine.
The marks of war,
To define the bloodline.
Exquisite Mortal,
Of Athenas birth.
Leading an army to war,
Using her right of birth.
Dragon of the sky,
Always by her side.
To battle they ride,
To fight.
Enemy ahead,
Lay down your arms.
You will not match my power,
Now bow before the Queen.
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:53 AM UTC
Scars cover the marks,
That aspire to shine.
The marks of war,
To define the bloodline.
Exquisite Mortal,
Of Athenas birth.
Leading an army to war,
Using her right of birth.
Dragon of the sky,
Always by her side.
To battle they ride,
To fight.
Enemy ahead,
Lay down your arms.
You will not match my power,
Now bow before the Queen.
