In this grave yard of mind there three fighters I find Jesus, shame and I
Boxing gloves in commotion
Blood in his eyes till the brutal sunrise
Light weight love won't survive
But your love is heavy weight
A giant standing glistening, a king supreme, born to win
Heavy weight, holding down the demons till the bell rings and I make it home
Jesus take your throne
After these plastic tries, your love wins gold
Your love wins gold
Many rounds just one crown
You've been to hell, you've fought them down
I hang around you, Jesus
In this infested ship I call upon the muscle of your championship
Olympic gold, medallion bold
Cos your love is heavy weight
A giant standing glistening, a king supreme, born to win
Heavy weight, holding down the demons till the bell rings and I make it home
Jesus take your throne
After these plastic tries, champions that fall like flies
I've come to realise that your love wins gold
Ey, your love wins gold
That Your love wins, your love wins
Your love wins, your love wins
Your love wins gold
No light weight love survives, no athlete leaves alive
But in your eternal stride, your love wins
Your love wins, your love wins
Your love wins, your love wins gold
That your love wins
Your love wins, your love wins
Your love wins, your love wins gold
Your love wins gold