Marc Bolan - Iscariot lyrics

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