CAMELOT FANTASIES

WOMEN'S FURY

Hell has no fury, like a woman that has no glory.
Pain, is always her greatest inventory.
Only her heart, can really tell the story.
In the valley of death, let luv ov women persist.
Without the luv, the hearts will resist.
Women warriors, will hunt their prey.
What is best for man, is listen to what we say.
We do not want, our men to fade.
We wish to luv you, each and every day.
We are protective, thru a blaze ov glory.
You we will ingest, if your are to get in our way.
Physically strong, we may not be.
Mental and emotionally, we battle on.
Women's. Swords, will sing their strong.
We are the roots, ov the family.