(Mmmm... ahhh...) I wear the white of a faithful wife, A quiet saint in a quiet life. My voice is soft, my hands are tied, But there is a burning hell inside. I fold my palms and bow my head, While picturing your heavy bed. (Ooooh... the fever rises...) I look like an angel dressed in white, But I fight like a devil for you tonight! To break the vow, to cross the line, To taste the sin and call it mine! (Ahhh... mmmm... the beautiful sin!) You see the halo on my hair, But I am stripping down every prayer. This silver band is made of rust, And holy words turn into dust. Let’s make love in the ruins we leave, The sweetest treason I could weave. (Ooooh... the fever rises...) I look like an angel dressed in white, But I fight like a devil for you tonight! To break the vow, to cross the line, To taste the sin and call it mine! (Ahhh... mmmm... the beautiful sin!) (Let the halo fall! Ahhh... yes...) Forgive the heaven I betray... I throw the paradise away... [Fast snare and double kick roll builds up!] For just one breath upon your skin... I gladly welcome every sin! I look like an angel dressed in white, But I fight like a devil for you tonight! To break the vow, to cross the line, To taste the sin and call it mine! An angel's face. A devil's grace. (Mmmm... ahhh...) Let the halo fall.
