If The World Was Ending

The righteous day that the Heavens do fall,

The love I have for you will remain strong.

Though the sweet whisper of death still may call,

The blaze in my heart will still prolong.

May mountains crumble and rivers run red.

May the ground open and swallow our world.

I'll still hold you tight and kiss your sweet head,

And keep your heart safe while peace is furled.

While minds are consumed by worry and fear,

My ownly thought is of your lovely face.

Though times may be tough our end is not near.

My arms will be open to your embrace.

Through Heaven and Hell my worlds will endure,

My heart belongs to you forevermore.

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