ISCARIOT"

"A box of doves
I placed beside your chest
Liar
A stork of silk
With rubies in it's nest
Fire
Of my love
Will burn thee to a wizened word
For ere to go unheard.

A mare of wood
Elder, elm and oak
Liar
Will keep you fair
If you jest me no joke
Fire
Of my love
Will burn thee to a wizened word
For ere to go unheard.

I'm old and bruised
But my fate is that of youth
Liar
Trickster you
Be a grisly dragon's tooth
Fire
Of my love
Will burn thee to a wizened word
For ere to go unheard.

You gashed the heart of my heart
Like a Portuguese
Witch,
I'd planned for you this land
But you devoured my hand.

Auteur: Marc Bolan

ISCARIOT"<br /><br />"A box of doves <br />I placed beside your chest <br />Liar <br />A stork of silk <br />With rubies in it's nest <br />Fire <br />Of my love <br />Will burn thee to a wizened word <br />For ere to go unheard. <br /><br />A mare of wood <br />Elder, elm and oak <br />Liar <br />Will keep you fair <br />If you jest me no joke <br />Fire <br />Of my love <br />Will burn thee to a wizened word <br />For ere to go unheard. <br /><br />I'm old and bruised <br />But my fate is that of youth <br />Liar <br />Trickster you <br />Be a grisly dragon's tooth <br />Fire <br />Of my love <br />Will burn thee to a wizened word <br />For ere to go unheard. <br /><br />You gashed the heart of my heart <br />Like a Portuguese <br />Witch, <br />I'd planned for you this land <br />But you devoured my hand. - Marc Bolan

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