…It was the night before, When all through the world, No words, no dreams, then one day… A writer by a fire, Imagined all Gaia, Took a journey into a child-man's heart. A painter on the shore, Imagined all the world…

…TIME TO SEE MORE. MORE OF PEOLE, WHO YOU REALLY WANT TO SEE MORE, ITS GAME OD PASSION AND GLORY, IT MUST BE ROMANTIC AND GIVING, OR THERE IS AGAIN A NEW STORY.…

…, NO-ONE BRINGS FLOWERS. I RATHER WOULD SELL CLOTHES IN THE STORE, THERE WOULD NOT BE A PRESSURE NO MORE, I DONT DEFENATELY MAKE ALL THE WORK, JUST TO BE FREE OF ALL THE DOGS.…

…shit the chain We never let them live Gunfire pounded night after night And then all was quiet there We saw the forest full of bodies Nobody could escaped And horses' carcasses among with the bodies And everywhere there burnt…

…All my life I have been a pariah, an outcast Sailing on, crossing oceans while cursing the shore Forsaken and ignored The choices I made The pride that I paid All that I gave was all in vain In silence I've suffered…