Heartseeker

Slide with that red dress, over the dirt grave bellow Carry your child, to your gallows pole They're calling out, they're calling out The target on your chest Seek it out, seek it out, without rest You've come a long way Keep your heart at bay They call it out They seek it out Climb on up, your bloody mare Wear the strip with bloodened taint Blacken your dry lips with smoking paint Kiss them all goodbye As they try not to cry You've come a long way Eat your heart, it's clay It calls them out It seeks them out Paint the doors all in red Take care of our dead So many times you've bled them dry And their heart It calls you out, calls you out, calls you out Calls you out, calls you out You can't make me dig my own grave This soul can still be saved Now I don't care for your wars And none of your heartseekers Paint the doors all in red Take care of our dead So many times you've bled them dry And their heart It calls you out, calls you out, calls you out Calls you out, calls you out