Woton's warrior women
Ride relentlessly resounding
Savage slaughter songs
The hooves of their horses gallop horribly
The pending pounding of doom
This night the Norns have noted
Their limited lives end soon
Wound bees fly from the sky
All they sting fall and die
Maces smash and swords will rend
The earth of weapons will turn red
Woton's warrior women
Restlessly riding reckless
Screaming slaughter songs

~from Alan J. Seeger "Woton's Warrior Women"

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