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