Passion's Killing Floor - HIM, Valo, Burton

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 crucifered)

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