The Crown on her head shows her divinity Showing her power and femininity Around those who are in her vicinity Her wings are large and elegant Grey and White the wings are That they are amazing to a celebrant Her Claws are fierce and sharp That she could slay her enemies by ripping them apart Her name is unknown, for it has been lost time Ishtar, Ereshikigal, Lilith, is what she has been called Whatever her name, she has been both appraised or appalled Goddess or demon, it matters not For she brings fear And will make your soul disappear
Bellona rides the field of flames
To kindle new desire
To follow those who made their names
By charging through the fire.
We leave the past with lofty aims,
Encouraged by her choir.
Majestic wings are spreading wide,
In paths of war she’s trailing.
Triumphantly we see her glide,
Victoria unfailing.
Her golden rays light up the night,
Winged victory we’re hailing.
The ships are plowing through the sea,
Like spears they cut the water.
Above the bow is flying free
The titan’s mighty daughter.
Defiant we will bent no knee
And push through strife and slaughter.
Her brother lends his raging force
To all the worn and weary.
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