champion of the damned Lyrics

Should you truly be unworthy of love

—Of god, no less—

Then your unworthiness would make me a fool to grant myself the authority to adore you.

And if the hand of god would smite me for loving you,

May his blow be swifter than the cruel, unforgiving blade of man.

I myself am unworthy of the kingdom.

Even more so because I turn from the light of my maker.

What more, then?

What more wretched unworthiness would seep from the cracks of our shattered mortal flesh?

But if I should champion the damned,

Let it be not because I killed or was untrue.

Let it be because I chose to love you;

You who say you are unworthy.

Let it be because I tore a hole in the edge of heaven

And tried, with my sinful hands, to bring the kingdom to the weary.

I will love the unworthy in their homes of thorn.

And I will pay the price in paradise.