Lyrics

I am as God made me, I have no desire for a mouth at my breast or a pot on the fire I heed the high voices, I go where I'm sent To mow down the men who refuse to repent I'm a scythe in a field full of briars And they won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan They'll know me as Joan The courage of Catherine, the flames of the forge The sword of St. Michael, the blood of St. George I take what I'm given, I follow my truth I gladly abandon the bloom of my youth I'm the lashing that falls from the scourge And they won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan They'll know me as Joan Christem ducem Poena fortis Et sanguinis effusio Corda terant Ut te quaerant Ieso, nostra redemptio I fight where God tells me, I never ask why I've bloodied the Devil with steel from on high I kill without consequence, heed no man's law I sift out the righteous like grain from the straw I am judgment and heaven is nigh They won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan They won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan No, they won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan No, they won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan They won't call me Mother or Sister or Wife They will know me or not by the strength of my life I will burn with a light of my own They'll know me as Joan They'll know me as Joan
Writer(s): Benjamin Deschamps, Heather Dale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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