[Music by Matton November '92]

[Poems by Bartsch October '92]



Desire's my saying

Final's my appearance

Care-worn's my glance

Apathetic's my devotion



through yearning rises

out of deep dark chasm

up to deceased brightness

with the original power of life



a black feathered bird

trips softly in the surge

a last sunbeam illuminates

in a bleeden darkness