Sitting on watch
In deep and icy boreal fjords
Yet untouchable
A man-made mountain of cold
Wotan-Stahl
Wielding a silent reign of terror
From afar, northernmost
Summoned to this distant post
Still shrouded under heavy clouds
And worthy crowned by glacial mountain chains
Absolute supremacy
A fleet in being
Avoided fearfully by all her enemies
The lonely queen of the north
Raising her lethal scepter
All superior artillery
But doomed to fall as the last of her kind
A cathedral of steel
Dedicated to annihilation and dismay
Wearing the signum of oppression
Surrounded by auroras of perdition
Breathing chemical fog
Even trees refuse to grow
A fleet in being
Despised abysmally by all her enemies
The lonely queen of the north
Raising her lethal scepter
All superior artillery
But doomed to fall as the last of her kind
Direct hits out of clear skies
12. 000 lb armor piercing
Tallboy bombs
Putting an end to her command
The death knell sounding over this iron tomb