The Healing

She lies awake
she heard a distant screaming,
chained she is, and poisened -
acid in her veins.
Nobody dried her tears
noone ever kept her warm
all alone with her heart that is bleeding.

He was running through the night
was it something wrong he said -
or the end of a lifelong illusion ?
He can´t stand this cold lair
he hates talking to the mirror
all alone with a heart that is bleeding.

It was in silvern spring, as a rain began to fall
and april water washed away the tears.
A call from beyond the early morning mist
a peaceful slumber, a shivering, the healing.

The shade of winter fled from every face
into the depths of sorrow and disgrace.
The ebon waves in every raven dress
were lightened in the name of loneliness.

We walked alone
so late into the night
as our love was young and ardent.
And still our glowing lips
will meet again to kiss
all alone with a heart that is bleeding.