Iscariot (Live on BBC’s Top Gear, 5th May 1969)

Lyrics

A box of doves I placed beside your chest Liar A stork of silk With rubies in its 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 Likе a Portuguese witch I'd planned for you this land But you dеvoured my hand Liar Fire Of my love Will burn thee to a wizened word For ere to go unheard