(music by matton - september 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