Heavenly Father, I can no longer breathe
I've use chaste lips to asphyxiate mine
Here by poor fed your love
Unless your messy returns won't
To the gleam of their marble bodies
And to the tears on the cheek of the boy who has just blasphemed

This is about love
This is not blasphemy
This is all about my love
This is not blasphemy

...lonely, lonely hearts with you
In the empty deserts of time
..was balanced on and bent askew
Between the mass of love
Gentle child with the face of an angel
Gentle child has the tongue of a viper

They like gilded swans and winged lizards
Shouting to hell about the years of dark

This is about love
This is not blasphemy, ohh
This is all about my love
This is not blasphemy
This is all about love
That's what it is
This is not blasphemy, oh no
This is all about my love, my love, my love
This is not about blasphemy
No, no, no........

This is not about blasphemy
?
...of man's original sin
But I'm here to say
My woman's flesh and blood
I'm telling you not about blasphemy
...
You got it wrong
I got another mind