Room XVII - Medea

Welcome and hear

Let me tell you about this old theatre

Come, walk with me

Then I’ll guide you to a forgotten chamber

Keys are lost and all the doors stay closed

The fear rules for the danger of falling in

Inside this room

Decorated with Rembrandt’s portraits

Lies, questions rise

Find the answers hidden in this chaos

Left behind by 'Lords of Seventeen'

And will they ever meet again at night?

Eyes, cold as ice

Proudly staring through the dust of twilight

See what I see

Shiver by a silhouette that came in

Sight, a man in fear, he’s bowing down

With hands brushing his hair colouring red

Blood on his hands

Makes him guilty for a crime committed

Sweat on his head

Falling down like rain along his body

Can you tell me what this man endured

A devastated mind confusion

Forgotten chamber is hiding a story

Of a man and his lifeline, it lies here inside

The past and present united in one’s memory

The story unfolds now in this room seventeen

A minds confusion, a disillusion

Of a man and his lifeline, it lies here inside

Won’t find the answer created by the music

The key of a memory will be lost now

Forgotten chamber is hiding a story

Of a man and his lifeline, it lies here inside

The past and present united in one’s memory

The story unfolds now in this room

Forgotten chamber is hiding a story

A man and his lifeline, it lies here inside

The past and present, forever united

The story unfolds now in this room seventeen