Lex Zaleta

Lyrics

IN THE FACE OF SIN


The face of sin is smooth,
And it’s clean-shaven too.
Has a voice that can soothe;
Bring false comfort to you.

The face of sin is young,
So appealing to you.
It houses a sweet tongue
That never can speak true.

You can't fly in the face of sin.
You can try, but you cannot win.
You can't cry in the face of sin.
Can't cry in the face of sin.

In the face
Of sin,
You can trace
Where you’ve been;
See every
Mistake
That you’ve made.

In the face
Of sin
Is a place
Where all men
See every
Heartache
On parade.


The face of sin can hide
Its tangled thoughts from view.
Comes up close to confide
Secrets that strangle you.

The face of sin awakes
Dark desires black and blue;
Slowly raises the stakes --
Then steals your soul from you.

You can't fly in the face of sin.
You can try, but you cannot win.
You can't cry in the face of sin.
Can't cry in the face of sin.

In the face
Of sin,
You can trace
Where you’ve been;
See every
Mistake
That you’ve made.

In the face
Of sin
Is a place
Where all men
See every
Heartache
On parade.

Sin comes in all shapes and sizes -
A face for any occasion.
Sin can be full of surprises -
Master of immoral persuasion.

You can't fly in the face of sin.
You can try, but you cannot win.
You can't cry in the face of sin.
Can't cry in the face of sin.

Remove all those sutures;
Break from that body cast.
You can face the future
If you face up to your past.

In the face
Of sin,
You can trace
Where you’ve been;
See every
Mistake
That you’ve made.

In the face
Of sin
Is a place
Where all men
See every
Heartache
On parade.

Copyright © 2005 Lex Zaleta