Love's the funeral of hearts 
And an ode for [bad word] 
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 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 [bad word] 
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 here for years tried to forget 
He was the fire, restless and wild 
And you were like a moth to that flame 

The heretic seal beyond divine 
Pray to god who's deaf and blind 
The last night's the soul's on fire 
Three little words and a question why 

Love's the funeral of hearts 
And an ode for [bad word] 
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