It was me, peering through the looking glass
Beyond the embrace of Christ
Like the secret face within the tapestry, like a bird of prey over the crest
And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask
Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled
Emptiness followed by her wake
I could clasp her in undying love
Within ghostlike rapture, the final word was mine
She faced me in awe
'Twas a token of ebony color embodied in faint vapor
Wandering through April's fire
Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you
Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you
I will endure, hide away
I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure
It's a mere destiny I thought
A threshold I had crossed before
The rain was waving goodbye
And when the night came, the forest folded its branches around me
Something passed by and I went into a dream
She laughing and weeping at once, take me away
I don't know how or why and I'll never know when

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