help my dads gone crazy

I ‘m coming at you riding a large black horse
With bad soars on his bleeding horseshoes
Mad wars waged with Vikings and Odin’s clan
While I create casualties with just an open hand
On demand, the Trojan horses will advance
And leave cities crushed, with just one last glance
Smoulder and smoking buildings, soldiers start the victory dance
I’m a sorceress in a fortress with your leader in a witchery trance...