It burns and it shines,
Riding through level ground,
Circling motion like a cyclone levitating around,
My heart its power, impossible to beat,
For it burns too strong, for such defeat,
Of anything or anyone, although it can be damaged,
It cannot be overruled,
By anyone for it shall not be fooled,
By deception and pretending of another’s love,
I am guided by an unbeatable force from above,
This power, this urge that scorches and travels anywhere and
through anything,
Is something that I hope you can feel, completely
understand, and absolutely know,
That this extremely powerful force is my love, described as
a volcanic flow.