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

Oh but the farrow know

Her hungry eye, her ancient soul

It′s carried by the sneering menagerie

Know 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 him

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

But in all the world

There is one lover worthy of her

With as many souls claimed as she

But for all he's worth

He still shatters always on her earth

The cause of every tear she′d ever weep

Rushing to shore to meet her

Foaming with loneliness

White hands to fondle and beat her

Give her his onliness

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