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I look through the window of my mind,

Looking for something that I can't find.

The rain is too hard, I can't see too far.

And now I have no idea just where you are.



My mystery, come back to find me.

I'm lost in the mists of time.  Alone in time.

Come back and free my lost soul.

My mystery, come back to claim what is yours.

I'm crying out to you.  Like I've done for my years.

Without you I will never be whole.



The doors are locked and I wasn't given a key.

The windows won't break, a sullen sign that I'm weak.

Opening the curtains, only to be blinded by the light.

Is this how life is?  Or is this some ironic cruel plight?



My mystery, come back to find me.

I'm lost in the mists of time.  Alone in time.

Come back and free my lost soul.

My mystery, come back to claim what is yours.

I'm dying for you.  Like I've done for all my many years.

Without you I will never be whole.



I see your shadow.  Wait, I saw it again.

Are you taunting me now?  When will love begin?

I?m trapped in this house.  Why do you not come to help?

Now that my soul is full of tears and bruises and welts.



My mystery, just go and leave me to myself.

You've done nothing but break me.  Abandon my hope.

My soul is simply at a dead end.

My mystery, I'm dying from falling to fast.

It's the same olde story, the same olde lines,

But still the reason for the bitterest of friends.



My mystery, abandon me like you did before.

I'm used to the pain, I'm used to the sorrow.

That's the story of how my love has to be.

My mystery, just turn and hide me from your life.

Let me die in peace.  Let me die alone,

And shy away because I'll never be free.



-Morbid Seraphim