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Sleepers of agility

One wake one try one single fire
Besides them all is your revenge
To mistless being that calling higher
So for the flight there is no range
 
To mistless blinth is coming stranger
You can not see the diferent
Into the cycles of syphire
So for the truth there is an end
 
I woke at night by spelling prayers
Gimme the godess or one god
I woked at night by rare despair
Waiting an ava to destruct
 
I found the slippers noone shared
I stood the steel's sun shining bright
So enemyes will join the feared
In to the game, no loosing act