Текст песни Him - The Funeral of Hearts
Him - The Funeral of Hearts слова песни
Love`s the funeral of heartsAnd an ode for crueltyWhere angels cry bloodOn flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from youShe was the sun shining uponThe tomb of your hopesAnd dreams so frailHe was the moon painting youWith its glow so vulnerable and paleLove`s the funeral of heartsAnd an ode for crueltyWhere angels cry bloodOn flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from youShe was the wind carrying inAll the troubles and fearsHe for years tried to forgetHe was the fire restless and wildAnd you were like a moth to the flameBe ready to beyond the undivine prayer to GodAs deaf and blindThe last night`s souls on fireBringing word to the question whyLove`s the funeral of heartsAnd an ode for crueltyWhere angels cry bloodOn flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of heartsAnd a plea for mercyWhen love is a gunSeparating me from you