The Funeral Of Hearts - H.I.M.

Love’s the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
Where 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’ve for years tried to forget
He was the fire
Restless and wild and you were
Like a moth to that flame

(The funeral of hearts)

The heretic seal beyond divine
Pray to God who’s deaf and blind
The last rites for 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
Where 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