For/From You My Love

Pray the Lord, the stars above,
Iíll be dead by winter
And then reborn, on a clear morn,
My heart cleaned come summer

Sins and regrets, riding cold flames
Closing in, but Iíll be faster
Swift as a bolt, stronger than storm
On a land crying for waters

For you my love

Iíll face the years, blood on my heels
Clouds gathering, rolling thunder
Grin on my lips, fire within,
I will dance, calling for murder

The day I fall, death from above
Striking me on my run
Please the Lord, that fateful day come,
Iíll know mercy from your hands

From you my love