…grouds of people, You all have a countryside lifes, the city like doesnt excite, you all have the same groups as young lifes, you all have morging sickness, you are all rondo, like they say it in spanish, when they…

…He bears a tale so gloom and tragic never to be known Into darkness now fallen, into hatred now grown Like stillborn child drifting in the silent seas of blood, Crushing all his dreams No castle walls can hold the fury…

…A single grain can tip the scale Amidst the burden the scale will prevail Showing what's worth being here Storyteller by a hearth of stone A white little creature purring me My childhood kingdom gone in time The islands…