My Faults Are Your Reward

The sweetheart of Death, it reaches for me I ask the meaning for us The midnight of you, swims into sunlight I couldn't be more obvious A river beside, it went by them all And ordered the words from the sea I stumbled over hills to be with her As the sun dropped her flesh I gave up my tears, crawling from grief To tell the story of her death My faults are your reward My fears look up, I watch the lord Then God fell into my arms Orating lonely psalms With his flag proudly waved Above the good and brave --- My Faults Are Your Reward - My Dying Bride