To Die For

To Die For

Beloved beauty,
Warden of my wicked soul,
I offer the foul heart of mine enemies to thee.
Placed lovingly upon a blessed spear tip,
I would let a river of blood for thee.
Love beyond slaughter, Love beyond death.
I burn their walls just for thee.
Violent devotion alone beckons me from a cold grave.
Just for thee.
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