Angel Christian Death

Your body
Is in the temple
Of the Holy Ghost
But if you'd rather burn
It's of no concern
To me, or the Host
Behold the fire
In these
Temples of desire
I shall be your sanctifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your crucifier
My body
Is in the temple
Of the innermost
Thou shalt fling thy soul
Into the blackest hole
For me and the Host
Behold the fire
In these
Temples of desire
I shall be your testifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your crucifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your sanctifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your purifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your testifier
Temples of desire
I shall be your crucifier