Buried Alive by Love

Again the burden of losing rest
Upon my shoulders
And its weight seems unbearable
Your tomb is where your heart is,
I should have told her
But within me hid a secret so terrible

To cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love

If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

If I should die before I wake
There ain't no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder,
And fed the gods of war insatiable
Your home is where the dark is, I should have told her
And embraced the fire indestructible

To die is to know that you're alive
And my river of blood won't run dry
I never wanted to lose you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And a desert soul is gone
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love

If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

Oh, it seems to cry is to know that you're alive
And my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And a desert since all has gone
A cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love

If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
If I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

I've been buried alive by love
I've been buried alive by love
Buried alive by love
I've been buried alive by love
I've been buried alive by love
I've been buried alive by love


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 it's glow so vulnerable and pale

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 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

The heretic seal beyond divine
A prayer to a god who's deaf and blind
The last rites for soul's on fire
Three little words and a question why

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
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