I will always fight for you.
Your father’s war will never dim the light in my arms,
never touch the truth of my love.

If I have to stand toe-to-toe with the devil himself,
I hope he’s ready
because I’ll run through hell with nothing but water guns,
laughing in his face,
just to bring you home again.

I’ll rip open the dark,
tear down the lies,
and chase away the monsters
that live inside your daddy’s head
the ones he never asked for,
the ones I’ll never let near you.

You are my heartbeat,
my reason to keep my fists clenched and my faith steady.
No matter what battles I face,
I’ll keep walking through fire,
through storms,
through shadows,
until you’re safe in my arms again.

Because you are my little girls,
and the world will learn
Mommy’s love is louder than any war.