Souls tucked in sacks So went the lot of hearts dressed in flesh When their hearts stopped When hands like claws The look alike of McAnthony tore away their aortas So went the stories of men who their hearts froze Abominable sights Waved like Indian hand fans across faces Pleas upon pleas Deafness became the sound that the world knew So their hearts froze That's the story of the man whose heart froze Eyes blinded by its own tears I saw it scribbled in a book It read injustice So what is left in justice? Under rocks Depths of seas It was sought So went the story of the man whose heart froze Washed away It travelled the depths of seas Only to be spotted in the antics Where its blood was coagulated Into an unfamiliar lump So went the story of the man whose heart f...