Your Love

(альбом: Imaginary Man - 2015)

Oh my lord, won't you take me to Israel
Where the desert she calls my name, as for me there's nobody else
And the raging sun is too bright for most everyone
In the land of the chosen ones, I have found my new home again

And among the crowd, holy brothers they shouting out
How the crusade, it pulls you down, 'til you have nothing more
To give and all your bravery is set in stone so that we can see
How the devil makes a mockery of your love my lord
Oh my lord

So it's an eye for an eye, quite the lesson in true disguise
Make a friend, sing a lullaby for the end of the days
And in the rising sun you realize your the shining one
Who never ever needed anyone to show you just how it is
Oh my lord, oh my lord