Love can be a war just to believe
It’s no small thing when you can’t see
It’s dark where I am, darling, and I have to lean
On your heart, on your arm
Narrow is the road, and difficult to find
But we’ll be hand-in-hand at the finish line
I will be your seal, the last name on your mind
On your heart, on your arm
For death is not the only one consuming all in view
Jealousy’s a holy fury when it is set on you
In the day of reckoning, he will have everything
He will have everything
May the lamb receive in me
Reward for all his suffering
