Lyrics:

3 years earlier

The Psychiatrist comes to the Father with disturbing news...

[Therapist]
I'm afraid we've got a problem
The side effects have been confirmed
Severe psychosis and delusions
We have to stop the trial today!
It's too dangerous
The boy deserves to know what's going on
What have we done?

[Father]
Son, there's something I must tell you
I've been giving you a drug
I was convinced that it would help you
Can you forgive me what I've done?

[Prodigy]
No, how could you live with that?
Deceiving your own son to serve yourself?
You can go to hell...