Am I worthy?
You said I am.

You told me I am the greatest, but still I find myself here,
alone.

Silence is heavenly, but it is too quiet here.
Night time is pure, but it is too dark and cold for me.

Who are you?
Does it matter?

I think we've lost it.
Stop. You know we never had it.

Who are you?

Who are you?

I want to know.
Delirium.

I shell prevail!
So she said, but she knew it is a lie.

Stop looking at me like that!
Stop making me see you as an unworthy little girl.

Close the window, it is cold in here.
It is not the wind which makes you shiver.

Lies, who are you?
You know who I am.

I am your dream
I am your faith.
I am your sadness
I am your hate.
I am the breeze
I am the storm-

Stop! It sounds like a Metallica's song.

(laughing). But you know it is true, I am you!

I am you, and because of me you will never be open again!

Oh, so now you are using Dream Theater, nice, what's next?

"Michal? Who are you talking to?" I opened my eyes, and
there I was, laying on my bed.
"No one mom!"