Violently Pierced
Ecstatic to be
Chosen for torture
Beloved of Thee

Thy lips dealt death to kings
And are sweeter than all things

Passionate thou art
A dagger through my heart

Aye, Rest found in thy bed
Adorned a flowing red

Victory to the strong
Release before too long

How pure is thy intent
For unity they're rent

Bringer of frenzy, know
Thou maketh friend from foe

For all souls must collide
Whether Groom be they or Bride

War, Crusading Dove
Fill the world with Love