Heart Cancer

I went through some examinations
To find out what was my disease
And suffered medical interventions
To fix this wrong there was in me
I should have known right from the start
There was a cancer in my heart

They went throguh all the Medicine
Needles, pills and homeopathy
But little daily doses of Aspirin
Coulnd´t heal the great Melancholy
Yes they tried really hard
To cure this cancer in my heart

No bacteries or virus detection
Just sad symthoms to feel
I knew there was some infection
With that constant freezing chill
A growing willing to depart
Caused by the cancer in my heart

The pain insisted, years had gone
Doctors gave me some excuse
Some other research had to be done
And I had nothing more to lose
I bought a knife, a very sharp
And killed the cancer in my heart

(The Bleeding Rose)