Oh My lover's heart, is like a fortress. And when the gates part, only then can I enter. And the power consumes me, like a raging a fire. And it burns completely, with a selfish desire. And I lay in the ashes, like a feather bed. My spirit is broken, but I am not dead. Oh my lover's heart, is like the ocean. And when the waters part, only then can I see in. And the darkness surrounds me, like a cold mystery. And I float like a ghost, aimless in the deep. Then I sink to the bottom, down to the seabed. My spirit is broken, but I am not dead. From my lover's heart, I cannot break free. From the very start, it took a hold of me. And now I’m shackled and bound, with unbreakable chains. And I see freedom around me, but here I still remain. So I lie like a dog, at the foot of your bed. My spirit is broken, but I am not dead.