In the mirror you saw another world You must not tell anybody a word Touch it and enter the dream Around you is a forest with a hopeless scream The day begins and flowers are awaken Your imagination is floating up Distance between your fantasy and the world is thin Your only chance to get back is confess the sin Until you look inside, feel the relief Let your soul rise into the fantasy In your hands is the solution to our grief Waiting for a ball with the prophecy Walk with it Find your portal of peace In the woods you are looking for a release The day ends and fear filled your body The secret of the woods starts. You hear somebody The trees are restless Run away and save the ball from emptiness Distance between your fantasy and the world is thin Your only chance to get back is confess the sin Until you look inside, feel the relief Let your soul rise into the fantasy In your hands is the solution to our grief Waiting for a ball with the prophecy You have to find those escape door Do not lose the only salvation Your fantasy becomes a liar The last thing that stops the war Do not succumb to the temptation Please save us from the fire Until you look inside, feel the relief Let your soul rise into the fantasy In your hands is the solution to our grief Waiting for a ball with the prophecy