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E X79997
Love's the funeral of hearts and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood on flowers of evil in bloom
Guitar 2
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A 002220
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 frail
Guitar 2
She 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 flame
Guitar 2
The 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 why?
Guitar 2
E x79997
The funeral of hearts and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood on flowers of evil in bloom