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