Her wingspan spread
Her head held high
That harsh attack of hers
Takes so many lives
She defends herself
When disturbed is her peace
Not to take up space
In a mind she feasts
She wants to be free
She wants to be wild
She wants to fly
Because she is no child
She's very old
She's very wise
She's deathly strong
She tells no lies
Her heart is gold
Don't turn it to stone
You can't possibly relate
Just leave Bahamut alone