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Текст и слова песни H.I.M. (His Infernal Majesty) – The Funeral Of Heats

Love's The Funeral Of Hearts And An Ode For Cruelty
When Angels Cry Blood And The Flowers Of Evil In Bloom
The Funeral Of Hearts And A Plead 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 And An Ode For Cruelty
When Angels Cry Blood And The Flowers Of Evil In Bloom
The Funeral Of Hearts And A Plead For Mercy
When Love Is A Gun Separating Me From You.

She was the wind carrying in all the troubles and things he for years tried to
forget
He was the fire restless and wild, and you went like a moth to that flame

Be ready to be undivine
Pray to a god that's deaf and blind
The last nights, the souls on fire
Dreaming to answer the question why

Love's The Funeral Of Hearts And An Ode For Cruelty
When Angels Cry Blood And The Flowers Of Evil In Bloom
The Funeral Of Hearts And A Plead For Mercy
When Love Is A Gun Separating Me From You.

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