Track 8: Vow Of Fire

Lyrics by Gemma Ford from Vow of Fire (Blood & Vows: Book 1)

Track 8

Before you… I was drowning.
I was a painted girl behind the glass, a still life made to fade,
A ghost in a gallery of someone else’s grace.
Then you walked in like a loaded prayer — all danger and design,
I should have run… instead I held the match up to the line.

You were everything they warned me, everything I shouldn’t crave,
A beautiful catastrophe, a poison and a saint —
And God knows that I fought it,
But the wanting wouldn’t break…

So burn me — this is my vow of fire,
I swear myself to the danger, to the blade, to the liar,
Let the whole world call it madness, let ’em call us a crime —
I’ll wear his name like a wildfire ’til the end of time.
I was dead ’til you found me — now I’m rising, I’m alive,
No saint, no savior — just a queen in the flames,
And this is my vow of fire.

We’re a toxic kind of holy, we’re a war that tastes like wine,
Two sinners writing scripture in the blood we left behind.
They said this love would kill me — maybe, baby, that’s the point,
I’d rather burn up in the fever than live numb and never yours.

You were everything they warned me, everything I shouldn’t crave,
A beautiful catastrophe, a poison and a saint —
And I’m done trying to fight it,
Let the whole damn altar break…

So burn me — this is my vow of fire,
I swear myself to the danger, to the blade, to the liar,
Let the whole world call it madness, let ’em call us a crime —
I’ll wear his name like a wildfire ’til the end of time.
I was dead ’til you found me — now I’m rising, I’m alive,
No saint, no savior — just a queen in the flames,
And this is my vow of fire.

I was sleeping in my own bones, just a portrait on a wall,
You put your hand against the canvas and you tore me from it all.
So wake the dead inside me, light the dark and let it climb —
I am not the girl who got rescued…
I’m the fire he set alight!

So burn me — this is my vow of fire,
I swear myself to the danger, to the blade, to the liar,
Let the whole world call it madness, let ’em call us a crime —
We’re the diamonds in the blood, baby, the flood and the fire.
I was dead ’til you found me — now I’m rising, I’m alive,
No saint, no savior — just a queen in the flames,
And this is my vow of fire.

This is my vow…
My vow of fire…
Let it burn.