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Little bird in blue worlds
Spinning things with wings
Beating the sacred heart
Running cold and scared

Wanting warmer weather
To leave all winter behind
The cutting edge of the sword
In blood of the burning heart

Nailed into unholy ground
And the skies going under
Over paradise is offering
Something to prevent nothing

Little bird in white worlds
Singing nothing to hear
Without heed of the heart
Cut by the swords of heaven
Little bird in blue worlds    Spinning things with wings    Beating the sacred heart    Running cold and scared       Wanting warmer weather    To leave all winter behind    The cutting edge of the sword    In blood of the burning heart       Nailed into unholy ground    And the skies going under    Over paradise is offering    Something to prevent nothing       Little bird in white worlds    Singing nothing to hear    Without heed of the heart    Cut by the swords of heaven