All I ever need is the [bad word] but I all ever want is affection
Masquerade as Jesus Christ and suffer the [bad word] Lips that speak of love [bad word] heal my savaged skin
Cast aside all thought of revenge searching for Nirvana within
And God only knows my belief holds strong
The [bad word] when the heart suffers long
And I'm shedding tears for Judas a kiss may betray
And I'm on the side of angels on the heels of a dream a ghost to lay
hard rain may fall and a [bad word] wind may blow
The moon may be pale and I may never know
The need for silence but I can see hope in the wind in the rain
Lay belief on me my angel child
The actor and the poet martyr castles carved in sand
Delight and the promise of Eden lay in the touch of your hand
As sweet as sin sweeter still the taste
The way of all flesh lay me to waste
And heaven knows that the meek shall inherit the earth
Lay belief on me my angel child
Behold a silent ocean in a precious grain of sand
And if I have to explain then you'll never understand
My petals are strewn scattered by the breeze
It's whispered in the wind echoes through the trees
Love's a disease and it rips me [bad word] heal my ravaged heart
Lay belief on me my angel child