Son of the heart
Says
Sin of the heart
I Clutch my chest
Hand over heart
Sin of the heart
Comes flooding out
Like black ink
The stink
Within me
Falling free
Sink in a chair
Feel the warm air
Free me from this illness
Cry my will
I get still
Mind flies like a bird
Lighter this day
A mystery
Sun of the heart
Restarts the love in
Me
So I can see
Be a bird of love under the rising
And setting sun
My love.