I know 'bout a man who was married to sin The fires of his blasphemy burning my skin His rose did not wither, vibrant as blood Oblivious to me when I knelt down and begged him to stop
I know 'bout a man devastated by sin However his wrongs did not wrinkle his chin He was ever tempted and ever provoked And with each pleasure gained he would knock down the rules of this world
Stars are allowed, his kingdom is coming to him In a picture one night his tomorrow he'd find He knew he would not be redeemed
I know 'bout a body buried alive But fret not, its soul had so long ago died Held by the devil, held in his hands Beauty's a gift and it comes with a sinister price
If he'd tried to stop it would have been too late For the birdsong was already filling the air: "Under every moon you'll exhibit your sorrow For one cannot sleep when sleep is an omen of horror!"
Stars are allowed, his kingdom is coming to him In a picture one night his tomorrow he'd find He knew he would not be redeemed
He couldn't fight down the need to repent when the end drew near on Judgement Day He longed for salvation but felt no remorse So before he could pray he just tore out his tongue
I dance all around the musical graves, now the end is here, it's Judgement Day The story is over, the storm's come and gone So I confess my sins and I tear out my tongue