Love's

the

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

an

ode

for

cre

ult

y

where

ang

els

cry

blood

on

flowers

of

ev

il

in

bloom

The

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

a

plea

for

me

rc

y

wh

ere

love

is

a

gun

se

pa

ra

ting

me

from

you

She

was

the

sun

shin

ing

up

on

the

tomb

o

f

your

hopes

and

dre

ams

so

frail

He

was

the

moon

pai

nt

ing

you

with

its

gl

o

w

so

vul

ner

a

ble

and

pale

Love's

the

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

an

ode

for

cre

ult

y

where

ang

els

cry

blood

on

flowers

of

ev

il

in

bloom

The

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

a

plea

for

me

rc

y

wh

ere

love

is

a

gun

se

pa

ra

ting

me

from

you

She

was

the

wind

carry

ing

i

n

all

the

trou

bles

and

fears

you’ve

for

years

tried

to

for

get

He

was

the

fire

rest

less

and

wild

a

nd

y

o

u

were

like

a

moth

to

th

at

flame

The

fune

ral

of

hearts

The

her

e

tic

seal

bey

ond

div

ine

prayer

to

god

who

is

deaf

and

bli

nd

the

last

nig

ht's

so

uls

on

fire

bring

ing

word

to

the

ques

tion

why

Love's

the

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

an

ode

for

cre

ult

y

where

ang

els

cry

blood

on

flowers

of

ev

il

in

bloom

The

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

a

plea

for

me

rc

y

wh

ere

love

is

a

gun

se

pa

ra

ting

me

from

you

The

fune

ral

of

hearts

and

an

ode

for

cre

ult

y

where

ang

els

cry

blood

on

flowers

of

ev

il

in

bloom