the Burning in the fire of my sadness is the inevitability of those memories that I almost leave it but it refuse to leave me Return to the present ... to the present that he has written my life,so who is the victor Revenge after revenge and strife .... blood boiling in the veins ... a candle of love that illuminates the beginning of the road, so who is victorious Eyes are watching me everywhere ... walls are opening ..... many shots of bullets are fighting among themselves. Who has the greatest luck in ending my life?