Sinners and Saints

If a sinner is what I'm called to be,
Take the halo away from me. 
Take away what makes me a saint,
my angel wings you must taint. 
 
Make me a criminal to the core,
With you I don't care anymore. 
Corrupt what makes my spirit white,
Sinning with you is my true soul's delight. 
 
Show me the way to heaven and back,
Kiss me again, I'll pick up the slack.
I'll pray my rosary to you alone,
Lets shatter my glass image with a stone. 
 

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