I am my only thief and jailor keep Bedeviled and priest beseech The pander come to me But mad love is religion enough For my heart And to those I gave life Confessions of a gift worth end I am the spirit's grin kissed With the taste of silent tears And the glutton for emptiness Can feast on my heart Such is the reign of banishment In my heart And all lovers lost Find them in the heart of darkness In the minds where my dear alvina weeps Once lifted their voice in praise Argus-eyed my useful ghost Did lose its mind Still they curse my former name But mad love is religion enough For my heart
