Little Blue Bird Lyrics - Ulver

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