Funeral of hearts

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 sun shining upon The tomb 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... She 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 the flame Be ready to beyond the undivine prayer to God As deaf and blind The last night's souls on fire Three little words and the questïon: why? Love's the funeral of hearts...