There are so many things that I don't understand
And I've searched my mind to try to find an answer
But the more I search the last I see to find out what

Like where the wind goes how this life began what happens when we die
The myst'ry of the myst'ry must stay unknown
Only God to know and men must not see
Their minds have tried but they will not find
The answer to the mist'ry of the myste'ry

Men will seek the misty grims of the myst'ry but the silent halls reveal not a sound
Many men will get their eyes just to try to find
The answer to that myste'ry in their mind
The myst'ry of the myst'ry ...