

Silver hair catches the morning flame Her diamond shield bears an ancient
name
Standing tall as the mountain crests In shining armor of starlight blessed (ahhhhh)
She lifts her sword to the open sky With fearless iron in
her eyes
Raise the banner, let the trumpets play The warrior of the dawn
will lead the way Through the storm her diamond armor gleams A
shining beacon of our wildest dreams (yeah) She steps across the frozen
ground With silent grace,
making no sound Though shadows fall,
she does not yield She is the keeper of the shield
She is the light...
(the silver flame)