Long way Coming from far away Out of the barren steppe Screaming wildly, the dagger in hand A fury in the body of a woman In a carriage she travels through the city The gowns smooth, the corset laced tightly The scream she took inside The wrath as her last weapon Arriving in the present moment Out of the shadow rises All the rage, the teeth bared And the wild woman screams
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