It's poetry carved in flesh

This beautiful hell of ours

To the deadliest 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 the first kiss

the seeds of hatred are sewn

Back into darkness we flee

(To tear our hearts out)

We are saved where all fates fail

The light 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

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

(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. . .