She acts as though there’s nothing but love

Her hopes, dreams, wishes are carried on this motion

She boldly believes in the sight of the dove

Slowly facing the truth of mans notion

No one told her of evil in this bed

The hurt that comes in the face of the night

Wine and blood now follow the same trail of red

Now her turn to rise above man and make right

No more lies shall come from his mouth tonight

Have one more sweet kiss before we say bye

This man will never believe she’ll fight with all her might

Cleansing the earth of this man, formed for death’s try

Fighting a man whose power in much bigger

As the last act of love, she pulled the trigger