The show has begun...
My show, my future, my life, my sentence, my dead...
Everything in my life has begun, because I have to make my choice...
a choice which is could change my entire life.
All my memories is going to be there but my future memories only depends on me, I am going to make them...
There is not destiny to live...
there is a white way which wants to be paint, paint for me...
One by one the mountains I will pass...
And my dark eyes are going to be with me...
[P].