The cannibals of hate
They had your heart on a plate
They wouldn't take a bite
One emptied his stomach at the sight
Of this black and crippled coal, this crippled coal

You threw your heart into
The oven of my tune
It didn't take very long
And your heart was ashes in my song
That my voice blew out into, into the night

The ambassadors of love
They brought a word down from above
They said your heart was meant
To be buried in the sand
And then be dug out by me, dug out by me

The silence of a word
That you spoke and that I heard
Made me think it's true
I'm running out of distance to
Put between me and you, you and me

Be my number one...
Be my number one...
Be my number one...
Be my number one...
Be my number one...
Be my number one...

released on
Blackened Bones

running time
3:11

tags
hate, heart, silence