The Funeral Of Hearts
Love's the funeral of heartsan ode for crueltywhen angels cry bloodon flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from you
She was the sunShining uponThe tomb of your hopes and dreams so frailHe was the moonPainting youWith it's glow so vulnerable and pale
Love's the funeral of heartsAnd an ode for crueltyWhen angels cry bloodOn flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from you
She was the wind, carrying inAll the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forgetHe was the fire, restless and wildAnd you were like a moth to that flame
The heretic seal beyond divineA prayer to a god who's deaf and blindThe last rites for souls on fireThree little words and a question - why?
love's the funeral of heartsan ode for crueltywhen angels cry bloodon flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from you