Gary Numan A Question Of Faith
Ill crawl for you
Hurt if you want to
Ill be the thing that you feed.
Im not asking
For love or redemption
Ill sell my guilt to your need.
Ill breathe for you
Die if you want to
Ill mourn with you by my grave.
I dare you to judge me
Now God has disowned me
Ive come to you to be saved.
They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.
Ill shine for you
Burn if you want to
Youll be the prize for my pain.
Ill kill your god
And pray for salvation
Ill be the in to your sane.
Ill lie for you
Be your conscience in you
Sacrifice reason for shame.
I wont ask for
Faith or forgiveness
Ill be the blood in your veins.
They say I lost my way
Ill wait for judgement day.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
Ill be your darkness
In the light
Ill be your vampire calling
In the dead of night
Ill be your demon
Shadow man
Ill be your one confession
And if I can
Ill be your nightmare
And scream for you
Ill be your one possesion
If you want me to
Ill be your secret
Memory,
Ill be your exhibition
Of atrocity.
They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.
They say I lost my way.
Ill wait for judgement day.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
Dont pray for my soul.
They kneel down, praise god
Shout allelujah,
Lift up their eyes when they pray.
When children kill children
Dont it make them wonder?
Dont it make them question their faith?
