Canção do momento

They say that you are born death
That in your solemn reverence
no evil words had passed
your innocent ears
But I know that you were a demon
Hoping to torture me till my screams
Were loud enough for you to hear

YOUR FACE, YOUR FACE, YOUR FACE

Guilty of filth I share
in your pleasure
Guilty of filth

No I shan't refuse your bed
The age of innocence
Has abandoned me for a while
And O' the pain you will cause me
Can't compare with the bliss
of knowing your murderous smile

YOUR FACE, YOUR FACE, YOUR FACE

Guilty of filth I share
in your pleasure
Guilty of filth

Neither awake nor alive
in your bosom where I would kill
even myself
for the splendor of YOUR FACE
Guilty of filth


Christian Death, The Loving Face (letra no álbum "Jesus Points the Bone at You?")