A Question of Faith - Gary Numan

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?