H.i.m.

Farewell, heartless world.
I'll send you a postcard burnt
In the flames you've tried so hard to extinguish
With the fear of failing.
I'll write down everything I have learned
And edit it down to a single word:
Love, for you I'm waiting, anticipating.
Sparks will fly,
Beneath the luna alight,
Lazarus at Frankenstein's.
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heart killer.
A little we die, above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide,
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller.
Heartkiller.
Top hats, off to the return
of the beat to lick a wound to
Cursed for some and blessed for a few
It doesn't have to make any sense at all
Come hither, and we'll fall
in Love, for Love.
I'm crawling out of patience, baby.
Sparks will fly,
Beneath the luna alight,
Lazarus at Frankenstein's.
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller.
A little we die, above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide,
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller.
Paint all your sorrows for me to sing
Heartkiller.
Draw your pain and hear me hum it out
Sparks will fly,
Beneath the luna alight,
Lazarus at Frankenstein's.
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller.
A little we die, above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide,
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller,
heartkiller, heartkiller (heartkiller)
Ohhh, Ohhh, Babe I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller
Ohhh, Ohhh, Babe I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller.