Across the valleys and up the hills I walked,
down the lane of self destruction step by step I...

Three men were kidnapped by a gang for ransom.
When they got to their hiding place...

A man must stand for his values,
such time will come...

Life,
Precious as it might be...

In reality,
it's beautiful...

If I didn't know better,
would say you growing fast...

There is a tree,
which stands alone on top of a mountain...

Endless words,
dipped in religious colors...

Yes,
I miss you...

Spanish.
Cuando todos los dioses caen muertos...

Would I be mourned after am gone?
The spirit that heightens my thinking purposefully...

Do not wonder, that I waited long to tell you I...
do not cry for not taking me seriously...