Him - The Funeral Of Hearts

Love's the funeral of hearts
and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood,
on flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts and a plea for mercy
When love is a gun,
separating me from you

She was the sun, shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon, painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale

Love's the funeral of hearts
and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood,
on flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts and a plea for mercy
When love is a gun,
separating me from you She was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears,
you for years tried to forget
He was the fire, restless and wild
And you were like a moth
to that flame

The heretic seal beyond divine
Pray to God who's deaf and blind
The last rights of souls on fire
Three little words and a question: "Why?"

Love's the funeral of hearts
and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood,
on flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts and a plea for mercy
When love is a gun,
separating me from you

The funeral of hearts
and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood,
on flowers of evil in bloom