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Death before dishonoring my vows

ride in the wind the hottest fire in my heart rushing in the night to find myself in your arms

i stand at the door a simple man i think of all i have accomplished and lost

my hand reaches for the door knob i begin to think what will she remind me of this time a angel or a pretty princess asking for her knight of honor

i open the the door i can taste and smell the sweetning sensation of her we wrap each other in our arms

i have lived my life completely i have found her in my life to make my life complete