Lyric A Question Of Faith

I ll crawl for you
Hurt if you want to
I ll be the thing that you feed.

I m not asking
For love or redemption
I ll sell my guilt to your need.

I ll breathe for you
Die if you want to
I ll mourn with you by my grave.

I dare you to judge me
Now God has disowned me
I ve come to you to be saved.

They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.

I ll shine for you
Burn if you want to
You ll be the prize for my pain.

I ll kill your god
And pray for salvation
I ll be the in to your sane.

I ll lie for you
be your conscience in you
Sacrifice reason for shame.

I won t ask for
Faith or forgiveness
I ll be the blood in your veins.

They say I lost my way
I ll wait for judgement day.

Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.

I ll be your darkness
In the light
I ll be your vampire calling
In the dead of night

I ll be your demon
Shadow man
I ll be your one confession
And if I can

I ll be your nightmare
And scream for you
I ll be your one possesion
If you want me to

I ll be your secret
Memory,
I ll be your exhibition
Of atrocity.

They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.

They say I lost my way.
I ll wait for judgement day.

Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.
Don t pray for my soul.

They kneel down, praise God
Shout allelujah,
Lift up their eyes when they pray.

When children kill children
Don t it make them wonder?
Don t it make them question their faith?