| The Mission | ||
| Mirror on the wall, and the wall without mirror, everything | ||
| is wall, therefore I need your longing. Look at me ! | ||
| `Cause inside in my own longing lays a picture, locked up | ||
| in unknown depth. Only you can free me, unbound me. See me ! | ||
| My dear, break the childhood’s witched mirror. Look! | ||
| Call on me with your look, as if you really see me. | ||
| We are standing under the earth, surrounded of our own darkness | ||
| Of shame and degradation, our life is a grave around us | ||
| Yes, even the loudest, most beautiful words can hold us in | ||
| a stone-cave we have to break out of. So see me. Hey! See me then! | ||
| We need each others longings. Behind sight line doors | ||
| of day and night they maybe meet? Tell me you see me. See me!!! | ||
| “S.Mehren” . . To English by AriZonaMoon |