Like hurricanes among the crashing waves
Her roar echoes across distant lands.
She stands brave and tall on that glorious stage
One look at her stance we see what separates The Maidens from other bands.
In her thick flowing hair, dark as the night
Pride and power come through.
High tops and leather bracelets, she channels Bruce
But we really are just in awe of you.
The rest of the band soars high and proud
They blast our minds and souls to eternal bliss.
They rock like gods fallen from grace
The Rock doesn't get finer than this.
Kirsten we celebrate her day of her birth
Her mother and father must be well proud.
For your light shines forth so bright and true
The power of metal pours from you so loud!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIRSTEN!!!!!