The Death of Love

Her penultimate sighs called softly on the kindling wind
 Her saintly eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth
 And then a golden flash like the onset of heaven
 Leaving her screams breaking my heart
 And in the grip of fire I knew the death of love
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 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 What will you see with your innocence there?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 There we will be between the dead and dying
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 ♪
 Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
 ♪
 For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns
 ♪
 Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
 ♪
 By command of the king of heaven came the death of love
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 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 How will they see when the truth is blinding?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 ♪
 Burning was the sunset like the portent of doom
 
 On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound
 But visions and ambition never listened to submission
 And as she was on a mission from the highest above
 To Lord upon the slaughter like a sword through hissing water
 She arose where archers sought her for the death, the death of love
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 The righteous death of love
 
 The righteous death of love
 Gilles adored her drama, her suit of pure white armor
 Blazed against the English in a torrent of light
 And as they rallied onto night
 A cancer fled his soul, dissolving
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She made him click without desire
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 ♪
 And even when they caught her breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars
 ♪
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 How will you know if the sky is burning?
 Where will you be my darling?
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?
 Will you not flee and label me pariah?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they light my pyre?
 ♪
 Aligned with Joan in all that was enthroned and divine
 ♪
 He swore to score the crimes, jackdaws poured on this dove
 ♪
 Crimes he knew alone derived from minds of the blind
 ♪
 The church unfurled for murder perched upon the death of love
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She claimed the skies were lit with spires
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 And even when she fought for breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars
 
 Her penultimate sighs called softly on the kindling wind
 Her saintly eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth
 And then a golden flash like the onset of heaven
 Leaving her screams breaking my heart
 And in the grip of fire I knew the death of love
 ♪
 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 What will you see with your innocence there?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 There we will be between the dead and dying
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 ♪
 Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
 ♪
 For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns
 ♪
 Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
 ♪
 By command of the king of heaven came the death of love
 ♪
 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 How will they see when the truth is blinding?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 ♪
 Burning was the sunset like the portent of doom
 
 On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound
 But visions and ambition never listened to submission
 And as she was on a mission from the highest above
 To Lord upon the slaughter like a sword through hissing water
 She arose where archers sought her for the death, the death of love
 ♪
 The righteous death of love
 
 The righteous death of love
 Gilles adored her drama, her suit of pure white armor
 Blazed against the English in a torrent of light
 And as they rallied onto night
 A cancer fled his soul, dissolving
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She made him click without desire
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 ♪
 And even when they caught her breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars
 ♪
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 How will you know if the sky is burning?
 Where will you be my darling?
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?
 Will you not flee and label me pariah?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they light my pyre?
 ♪
 Aligned with Joan in all that was enthroned and divine
 ♪
 He swore to score the crimes, jackdaws poured on this dove
 ♪
 Crimes he knew alone derived from minds of the blind
 ♪
 The church unfurled for murder perched upon the death of love
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She claimed the skies were lit with spires
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 And even when she fought for breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars
 
 Her penultimate sighs called softly on the kindling wind
 Her saintly eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth
 And then a golden flash like the onset of heaven
 Leaving her screams breaking my heart
 And in the grip of fire I knew the death of love
 ♪
 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 What will you see with your innocence there?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 There we will be between the dead and dying
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when God is glorifying?
 ♪
 Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
 ♪
 For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns
 ♪
 Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
 ♪
 By command of the king of heaven came the death of love
 ♪
 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 How will they see when the truth is blinding?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they're vilifying?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when the dark is rising?
 ♪
 Burning was the sunset like the portent of doom
 
 On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound
 But visions and ambition never listened to submission
 And as she was on a mission from the highest above
 To Lord upon the slaughter like a sword through hissing water
 She arose where archers sought her for the death, the death of love
 ♪
 The righteous death of love
 
 The righteous death of love
 Gilles adored her drama, her suit of pure white armor
 Blazed against the English in a torrent of light
 And as they rallied onto night
 A cancer fled his soul, dissolving
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She made him click without desire
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 ♪
 And even when they caught her breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars
 ♪
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 How will you know if the sky is burning?
 Where will you be my darling?
 How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
 Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?
 Will you not flee and label me pariah?
 Where will you be my darling?
 Where will you be when they light my pyre?
 ♪
 Aligned with Joan in all that was enthroned and divine
 ♪
 He swore to score the crimes, jackdaws poured on this dove
 ♪
 Crimes he knew alone derived from minds of the blind
 ♪
 The church unfurled for murder perched upon the death of love
 Framed amid the thick of fire
 Aflame, a Valkyrie
 She claimed the skies were lit with spires
 And in his eyes she swam a Goddess
 And even when she fought for breath
 Her words would leave a scar
 For only in the grip of darkness
 Will we shine amidst the brightest stars