He was the rock of old
Carved and faced
Land of the cross
Drawn and traced

She of silk and lace
Soft as night
A crescent moon
Bathed in light

Who would dare tear them apart?
Who would try to halve this heart?

How can we stand
To hold up a man
To choose in his hand
Between two grains of sand

How can we turn
To violence and burn
Forgot all we've learned
To darkness return

It's been told before
I'll tell it again
How jealousy struck
And hate did gain

To plunder once
Once and for all
This cherished pearl
Till sorrow falls

They stole in and crept like thieves
A murder buried under autumn leaves

Too pure to shine
In this world of sighs
Of butchers and crimes
Of laws and lies

But something of their love will remain
In the frozen drops of winter's rain
They're above us, there is no doubt
There is a light that won't go out