Dismantled by Love

My mother raised me to be a lover of the truth:
She said don’t ever compromise it
Even if lying might be easier to do:
It’s a hellhole of disguises

All the true heroes know when to run
Lowered eyes and faithful footsteps
All the true heroes are martyred for love
The greatest conquer'r conquers himself

It’s better to be dismantled by love
That’s as pure as running water
Than be soothed by a fire built on sterile desires
You look to as to slaughter

Lust is a coward, a liar, a beast
And it waits between the pages
Poisoning hearts with sated duplicity
Starving souls within its cages

I ask you brothers, I ask you men
For the love of all that’s holy
Release the stallion trapped in its pen:
Regain a thirst for who you should be

It’s better to be dismantled by love
That’s as pure as running water
Than be soothed by a fire built on sterile desire
You look to as to slaughter

O precious child, O tiny kid
Startled at a third-grade party
You can’t forget the images that sped
‘Cross the screen: you’re no longer free

All you who listen, woman or man
You’re not defined by what’s been stolen
And there is no limit to the creamy-sweet land
There’s no bondage that can’t be broken