Strength

Well you've been a mistress, my wife
Chasing lovers, it won't satisfy.
Won't you let me make you my bride?
You will drink of my lips and you'll taste new life.

You're my beloved,
Lover I'm yours.
Death shall not part us,
It's you I died for.
For better or worse, forever we'll be...
Our Love it unites us, and it binds you to me.