H.I.M. - Funeral Of Hearts Lyrics
she was the sun shinning upon he tumb of your hopes and dreams so frail...he was the moon painting you with its glow so vulnerable and pale...love's the funeral of hearts nad an ode for crueltywhen angels cry blood on flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of hearts and a plea for mercywhen love is a gun separating me from youshe was the wind carrying in all the troubles and fears he for years tried to forget...he was the fire ,restless and wild and you were like a moth to that flamethe heretic seal beyond divine,a pray to a god who's deaf and blindthe last rites for souls on fire,three little words and a question why