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 higher 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
Sword of
Saint Michael
, the blood of
Saint 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
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 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
