Vārdi: Him. Screamworks: Love in Theory & Practice. Heartkiller.

Farewell, heartless world
I'll send you a postcard burnt
In the flames you tried so hard
To extinguish with 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 light
Lazarus at Frankenstein's
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller

A little we die above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide
Babe, I'll be a flat liner 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 light
Lazarus at Frankenstein's
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller

A little we die above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide
Babe, I'll be a flat liner 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 light
Lazarus at Frankenstein's
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller

A little we die above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller
Killer, killer

Ohh, ohh
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller
Ohh, ohh
Babe, I'll be a flat liner for a heartkiller