Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleedingOh but the farrow know
Her hungry eye, her ancient soul
It's carried by the sneering menagerieKnow what it is to grow
Beneath her sky, her punishing cold
To slowly learn of her ancient misery
To be twisted by something
A shame without a sin
Like how she twisted the bog man
After she married himRare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleedingBut in all the world
There is one lover worthy of her
With as many souls claimed as sheBut for all he's worth
He still shatters always on her earth
The cause of every tear she'd ever weepRushing to shore to meet her
Foaming with loneliness
White hands to fondle and beat her
Give her his loneliness
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
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