Despite

Despite imagination being burnt and being blind

Despite your price for mercy, well I smile and feel refined

Despite your allegories for love and hate and war

I will love you for reasons insecure

And despite your wish is contrary my motives are impure

My rushing to another banner to find a cure

And despite the alienation my morality's obscure

I will love you for reasons insecure

And despite the animosity, the hatred and the fear

The sacrosanct pomposity which gives me so much cheer

And despite the words of hell, that I whisper behind doors

I will love you for reasons insecure

Yes, I will love you for reasons insecure, insecure