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Psychogeist		Mommy's Crying
The boy's condition doesn't improve. In fact, it often gets worse. At times like this, the air in the room cools down and the boy talks about December's door. The mother doesn't understand. She speaks to him in despair, but he doesn't answer... She picks him up, holds him close, but he just stares into space, his body limp in her arms. The helplessness she feels is unbearable. It appears that there's no more hope: her son will remain living-dead forever...
It' s gone by - yesterday passed in the night Don' t you cry - the horror' s gone n' taken flight I draw you near me, shilded by the light Like when I carried you for months beneath my heart I feel you touch me, but I haven' t got a clue Just how to help you Oh, if I could only help you… Come here, help me Touch me or speak to me There' s no one left for me…!!! Your body' s just a grave, but where has your soul gone? You' re in another world… Embrace me, hold me near No, your silence can' t take you away from me See? Mommy' s crying… If you hear me at all… Come here, help me Touch me or speak to me Ther' s no one left for me now…! Forget the theory that rewrote your destiny Summer' s upon us, but your soul can' t see Come here and help me please, listen your momma' s plea Open up, look at me, or you' ll never be free! You must live your life now - live your life!