In my domestic tomb
I lie in hiding...

The nights are getting colder
As shall my heart...

I look into your eyes
Guilty, emeralds filled with lies...

Drunken with desire
You've lit the sacrifical pyre...

I shall linger here in this cemetery.
Just once more to grieve...

Last night your heart was exposed
with loving words perfectly composed...

This is a disaster
An utter mess...

Time stands still for no man
The years will pass, like tiny grains of sand...