turning into wings that cuts the white darkness
shone upon by the cold sun
I had some limited freedom
the miraculous night cast by the mirror
started to remove my mask, my soul
on the other side of the collapsing wall
despair and hope looks the same
if there's a heart that's yet to be seen
lets head to the end of the prologue
in the world where the wind blows like a blade
what is it I should protect?
in a journey where I know one painful thing after another
I get closer to the true me
the fake light is disappearing
the true light is born
in these hands...
pierce through the night dyed in white
keep on creating a new era
create time with your heart
fly through the eternal white night
