Lyrics:
Covet

I'm the minister of enraged copulation Supporter of violent passion I grew out of childlike anima to find True personal love Is it me who has Covetous

Give me some antiseptic To take this headache away Give me a syringe To inject the pain Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be I'd

Family Anna, so the papers say, Is now set up in baltimore: Lots of folk seem to be shooting themselves for her. She must be near to the top and raking

Through the imperishable night Mist falls upon your shapeless form Down into a swirling white shroud Draping all in ethereal latency An enchanted voice

Translation: Evoken. Coveting Elysium.

Translation: MORGION. She, The Master Covets.

Do you hear me? Can you touch my shade? Do you feel my wretchedness? My arrant fall of faith Do you hear me...? Do you hear...? Do you feel me...? "

say Teach me how, teach me how To get everyone the fuck out of your way Covet love it learn to break Want this my love your mistake Covet love it learn

Family Anna, so the papers say, Is now set up in baltimore: Lots of folk seem to be shooting themselves for her. She must be near to the top and raking