Passion's Killing Floor

It's poetry carved in flesh This beautiful hell of ours To the deadliest sin we confess And 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 the first kiss, the seeds Of hatred are sown And back into darkness, we flee To tear our hearts out We are safe 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 killing floor Pulses unchecked Everyone already is dead All we know has been crucified 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 (oh, 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 Forevermore, that's right