I wrote your name into a ballad
But all the knights were dead
And the dragons, long since fled
I couldn't see you in the race and games
For you I lit the Olympic flame
But the torch was just a candle
For the winners, the losers, the scandals
Bless me in the house of the Lord
Bless my guitar
If I ever play you a chord
Bless my intentions
Destroy my inventions
Bless my swords and my valiant words
I couldn't love you in the arms of another
So I plot the murders of your lovers
But my plans just go astray
My vows just find a way
To get lost in the lines of an elegant cliche
I couldn't find you in the house of God
I know your name is just a fraud