She rose from the ashes
With a thirst for blood
Left to die on the battlefield
In decay and mud
Once a rainbow
Now steely grey
She has the strength and courage
To seek out her prey
Her eyes so black
They'll mirror your soul
A magnetic presence
To seize control
A beautiful warrior
Now condemned to the night
Never to witness the sunrise
Only moonlight
Dark and intense
Alive when she's fed
The red streak of guilt
From the bodies she's bled
She is stunning
A soldier of the night
She is undead
The mighty Hematite
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