Storyteller: Even though you're cold and scared while you dream your life away and the mirrors on the ceiling reflect lights from far away
the thoughts in your raped mind always seem too complicate make it hard to Kill the dark shadows still in your head
How it hurts to see your agonizing life in retrospective Kyra? Pain stop momentarily and now it's your own secret admirer? How it hurts to be without a real family in this fake heaven? Lonely but growing ,after that, what are the mirrors showing down?
Kyra: Waiting t o grow up Waiting for this to stop Waiting to remember what I forgot Waiting for something to clear my Mind
Storyteller: You've had enough and decide to go and knock...You stand up...But You are still
In the twists and turns of the mind, despair and fear take control of your every action but they only create more and more like many chain reactions...then
Kyra: Waiting to remember what I forgot Waiting for something to clear my mind
Mother (The Voice): Without fear, without closing your eyes If you don't try, you'll never go outside Without fear, without closing your eyes If you don't try, you'll never go outside
Kyra: I hear voices in my mind, I'm still alone on this side.
Mother (The Voice): Take a look inside yourself and find that part of you that you never before you saw but has always belonged to you...
Feeling like a breath of life Feeling up your worn out Heart But now it's the right time To open the Door and be Brave.