My Bloody Valentine

Dawn of deific passion A beacon of divine compassion Who, to set the sweethearts free From the yokes of the crown head's decree Kept the flames of the loving hearts alive With a credo that true love should always thrive To true sacrificial love, he sowed a seed. His body was broken, and blood was shed for this deed. On young hearts that struggle with a life of love He showers blessings from above. As this day has its roots in him Though in seas of whims, we swim Let's not forget Valentine, a saint so fine. This day, my Bloody Valentine...