Temple Of Love

I am your Temple 

Invaded trampled 

Still, you are my diety 

In the sanctum Santorum. 

There burns the lamp of hope 

A wick so drenched in my tears 

But filled with the oil of pure love 

It stays in every storm 

Guiding the path of lost souls 

I walk those pavements 

Singing loud my song for 

This bleeding world 

The war savaged cities,

Broken civilizations, crying mothers

Children dying of hunger 

Men made to carcasses 

I am your temple,oh my soul mate

Breaking yet so ardent with wishes 

Of rain in this arid swamp 

Which would wash away the stains 

Of this man-made hell on earth 

And make it a better place to thrive 

My love for you transmute 

In to prayer for every weeping soul

I transcend in its light into a bird 

With fire on its wings to keep 

Hold the broken in a warm embrace 

That heals 

I am temple 

Of all you aspire 

To bring heaven on earth 

To spread a smile on every lip 

In these insane days 

It welcomes the homeless to secure the orphans,

To protect abandoned spurned

I keep my passion on.

Never giving up 

I am here for a better job

I am your Temple 

Trampled yet soaked in divine grace 

In this selfish ravaged world 

A place our love spreads light 

A place our truth shows the path 

There is no religion no dogmas 

No Godmen woman 

No sacred language 

No rituals ...but a trance 

To love, dance to love 

I am your Temple you my diety 

The rest is all assured.