Petrified Passion (Lullaby For The Eternal Sleep) in Hermod

My sweet you was
So precious to me
Your lips, red like mars
And your fear, jealously
When you looked me
I felt me powerful
When i touched you
I've felt me magic

But the sun
Warmed the land
Your heart stoped
So cold, so frozen
To stone you turn
To sand you back
Nevermore to kiss me
My Hell in Earth
This solitude is killing me

Our paradise
In fire is
Burning the angels
Making they cry
To your eternal sleep
I wrote this lullaby
You will hear this lines
Of my petrified passion