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, seperating 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, seperating 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 the flame

The heretic seal beyond divine
Pray to God, who's deaf and blind
The last nights, the 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, seperating me from you