Chariots ON Fire

It's strangely cold tonight.

Tonight

We lost our knight.

One who fought the hardest

And was truly the bravest.

Her body now lay in the grave

Alas our knight couldn’t be brave

In face of death

She lost her breath.

Oh heaven!

Look what comes your way

She is the sun to our clouded day.

She is the next line of action

In our noble clarion.

Oh heaven!

Treat her like the queen of paradise

‘cause she’s the apple of our eyes.

A thousand angels to her sides

A million more to her desires.

She was our might and power

But you’ve called on her,

Thereby setting our chariot on fire.