Lyrics:

See the roses growing purposelyDreaming of the vaseBlood-stained poet calls it vanityI'd call it yearningRarest butterfly, steel his charm awayStab him under glassFrom within it grewInk tattooed in youD stands for Desire, for desireFirst I want the prize then I have the prizeGive stranger jewelsLittle boy lost, little girl lostFound, smashed their shrineMedal on your breast only half as preciousAs when your headMedal on your breast only half as preciousAs your Desire, your DesireSevered roses drawn, in their vases, decay awayHow they want pain, need pain, crave pain, love painD is for DesireD stands for Desire

All About Eve D For Desire