It's poetry carved in flesh,
It's beautiful hell with us
To be deadly sin we confess,
Tears of joy fill our eyes
We are saved with its bigotries,
My out there 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 fates fail
The lies 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 killing floor.