Temple of Love

I have traveled the mountains and the sea,

I have emptied my heart of its emotion,

I will be pure, and get down on my knees

to pray at the shrine of blind devotion…

I will offer up my love and desire,

I will hand down these shrouds of sweet passion,

I will douse the remnants of friendship’s fire

and sacrifice to thee my compassion…

I ask for the chains, and deep anger’s shards…

I ask for the bed of snow in thy lake…

I will murder all of Love’s gracious bards

until her dignity and my soul break…

I will bleed the trees of life, the rocks of tears…

in thy temple I’ll erase these broken years.