"So once again the thought into my.
And visualize the blood as the life.
Is to bend the wheel of my own kind.
I wish you'd see the hope in my eyes.
All in all sublime on this side.
Then again you'd have to leave this life... behind.
Why I live this way? Who knows.
Why I live this way? He knows.
Is this damnation? Or a beginning?
I'll take "B"."
Agora preparem as cornetas.
Tudo será em grande estilo.
Quero o melhor vinho nesta taça.
Chamem os mímicos e os malabaristas.
Quero cor e música.
Quero vida aqui!
