Her steed of fury, eyes of fire and mane ablaze Demonic vultures stalking Drawn by the smell of war and pain, she roams the starways, searching for the carcasses of war, and if she's hungry, then her very presence disrupts the calm into the storm.
			We who are old yet fair of face Thousands of years this world did grace Beneath the earth away from men, Our Middle Kingdom it lies hidden. With sword in hand and our shields by our sides, We march in hoards we will never subside.
		E.S.P. SPONSERS TRAVIS ANDERBERG OF CESSATION OF LIFE Click on Travis and read about it there!  Way to go Big Block!