I'd like to meet:
Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from youShe 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 paleLove's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from youShe was the wind, carrying in All the troubles and fears you've 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 prayer to a god who's deaf and blind The last rites for souls on fire Three little words and a question whyLove's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloomThe funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you