Ironsword - The Wench

She is a whore of Shadizar
Such beauty never seen before
Her smile a gift from Bel and Ishtar
I cannot bear any more

Be my wench tonight
And I'll make you my queen
Be my slave tonight
Then I'll set you free

She's just waiting to please me
The woman begs to be fed
Now your body belongs to me
At my command she kisses my hand
Be my wench tonight
And I'll make you my queen
Be my slave tonight
Then I'll set you free

My eyes ablaze, all I do is take
Black lotus and rum takes us high
She moans with pleasure over and over
Let's burn away the night

Be my wench tonight
And I'll make you my queen
Be my slave tonight
Then I'll set you free