Though the whole world be blown apart   No matter how dumb or how smart   Still beats beneath the rocky rumble   The dead lover's twisted heart   It's too late to stop or start   Anything else would never reach great art   'Cept the lonely faithful longing   The dead lover's twisted heart   Though the wind is blowing free   And the sun is shining happy   Though your faces show no sympathy   For buried deep beneath the shopping mart   The dead lover's twisted heart   Though this story sad it is   Wrapped in sorrow, borne of mystery   It was years of painless suffering   The dead lover's twisted heart