to be the prince of possession in the gallery of contempt suffering your indiscrete discretions and you ask me to relent as you accumulate flirtations with the calculated calmness of the whore of the whore i am the harlequin - diamonded costume dripping shades of green i am the harlequin - sense strangers violate my sanctuary prowl my dreams my dreams, and they\'re my dreams, they\'re my dreams plundering your diaries, i\'ll steal your thoughts innocence ravaging your letters, unearth your plots innocence what a surprise innocence, what a surprise innocence
