Songs of Innocence, and Songs of Experience

The death of Jesus set me free:
Then what have I to do with thee?

Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.

The gods of the earth and sea
Sought through nature to find this tree,
But their search was all in vain:
There grows one in the human Brain.