Furious Angel - Emma Ruth Rundle

You are pretty because your shotgun fills me up

You are pretty because your knife twist lets my blood

You, the one that I love

You always were because —

If I send you my army only you can disarm me

If you won’t have me or bring me your love,

Furious angels reign death from above onto me

You’re the one that I love, you always were because

I was made of a storm, only you could bring me home

Hold out for what?

I know I’m dreaming on and on

Hold out for why?

We’ve said our last goodbye

If you won’t have me or carry in rings

Everything broken is fixed when you sing to me

«Oh Love, In Love»