Hollow Hearth

I was born a hollow hearth
I would take my own world apart
I would give my only love
I would give my name in blood

Oh dissections, oh of the heart
I was taught to take myself apart
It lives in you, harbors in the dark
Morbid reflection, a dying art

And I would give my sight to you
And I would give my light to you
And I would harness all the power I grew
If only I could be loved by you

Oh dissections, oh of the heart
I was taught to take myself apart
It lives in you, harbors in the dark
Morbid reflection, a dying art

I would take the terror out of your eyes
There’s a faintness of a gaslight
It lives in you, torments your nights
A dissection of all your light