[words & music: Barthold] 



An image of a wailing blackbird 

Embedded in my chest 

My heart bleeds the tainted purity 

Of this emptiness 



Heal these wounds of bitterness 

That hurt in me 



Released once again 

The anxiety subjected 

By a devotion - Dead I am rejected 

What I have kept in my Heart so frail and cold 

Vanishes into this 

Nothingness that now unfolds 



Heal these wounds of bitterness 

That hurt in me 



Released...