Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc As she came riding through the dark No moon to keep her armor bright No man to get her through this dark and smoky night She said: I'm tired of the war. I want the kind of work I had before. A wedding dress of something white. To wear upon my swollen appetite. La... Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way I've watched you riding everyday. And there's something in me that yearns to win Such a cold, such a lonesome heroine. And who are you? She sternly spoke To the one beneath the smoke Why I'm fire.He replied And I love your solitude, I love your pride. La... Well then fire make your body cold. I'm gonna give you mine to hold. And saying this, she climbed inside To be his one, to be his only bride Then deep into his fiery heart He took the dust of Joan of Arc And high above all these wedding guests He hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress, La... It was deep into his fiery heart He took the dust of Joan of Arc And then she clearly understood If he was fire Oh, she must be wood I saw her wince I saw her cry I saw that glory in her eye Myself, I've longed for love and lace But must ite so cruel Must it be so brave, La...