All your bodies decorations
won't return us through time
it's the prettiest payment
it's a sickening crime

your love is born a victim
and it dies dies dies
a perpetrator in the night

there is nothing worth saving
there are just warning signs
its the ugliest payment
it's a blatant lie

your love is too easy
so you find find find
you are a traitor to the night


Lyrics submitted by Neale Noisy

Heaven's Fire Department song meanings
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