11 acessos
It's poetry carved in flesh,
This beautiful hell with us
To the deadly sin we confess,
(Tears of joy fill our eyes)
We are safe where disfigured saints
Cry out their prophecies of doom
My heart's a graveyard baby,
And to evil we make love,
On our passion's killing floor
In my arms you won't sleep safely
And of lust we are reborn
On our passion's killing floor
At first kiss the seas of hatred are sewn
Back into darkness we flee
(To tear our hearts out)
We are saved where all faiths fail
Alive inside of our tomb
My heart's a graveyard baby,
And to evil we make love,
On our passion's killing floor
In my arms you won't sleep safely,
And of lust we are reborn
On our passion's killïng floor
My heart's a graveyard baby,
And to evil we make love,
On our passion's killing floor
In my arms you won't sleep safely,
And of lust we are reborn
On our passion's killïng floor
(My heart's a graveyard, baby)
My heart's a graveyard, baby
On our passion's killing floor
(In my arms, you won't sleep safely)
And to evil we make LOVE
On our passion's killing floor
Forever more. . .