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  From Nameless Oracle
           
      At the final glorius battle
   Sons of human they will know
   What's the point of being human 
   Through the fight with sons of mind
   Have no way to get some knowledge
   Dashing in the bloodish chaos 
   Have no fade  to get some power
   In the days of fight to death


   Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven
   Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of Patala
   Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals
   Let the powerfull  swords with hostile crash the tamples of the lie


   And when the half of everething came,
   When the battle pass throught the top of horror violence
   Seven Atl'aman came from the dark valley of  Earth
   And the chaos hadn't power to sighn'em 
   There was the sons with eyes full of fury passion
   Of there world and the languages gave the softness of their hearts


   These are by the command of Atl 
   Standing up at the head of the army
   These are by the command of gods
   Seven as one they will take 
   Old the sons of humanity
   To the 
   Final  attack with the darkness and weakness  of mind


   Shall we do know 
   what's the point of holly visions? 
   Wanna to try?
   Are you ready for blind?
   Shall we do know 
   what's the point of crying and tears?
   Wanna to see are you ready to fill?
   Shall we do know 
   What's the point of freedom and power?
   Wanna to see?


   Are you ready to lose?
   Shall we do know 
   What's the points of honour and bravery?
   Wanna to try are you ready to die?
   No.......................


   One! Will be down! 
   Will lost!The everything!
   Great Pandulum! Will reel! Again!
   Everlasting pain! Do not! Leave'em!
   Hold! By power of the weel!
   At the hopeless deadly lines!


   You're as the stars now, 
   Fell down, to wail yourself
   Roaming though the dusk dimensions.


   Here, in the highlands, 
   Battle will complete at last.
   Visionary dream,
   Become a horor weapon
   Here, at crossing sides 
   Two forces tell the truth 
   Of the innocent meaning of lies.


   Come here, sit here 
   Return your will 
   Things are blink now, visions make you to heal
   Sleep now, rest now, 
   You're lost your wings 
   Dream is real now indulgence in foollish it means 

   (Vano Monolog)
   In the deepestdream going human sons, timly touches
   Thay greatpower, timly slidesover it
   And didn't know what was thatvisionery meetings
   Blashing in the sacred spirit.
   Losing memories of the being, they had 
   To woke the abilityof magic nature...
   Becousetimes by times the heaven over the mankind
   Will stay pury and cold as the phantasmal dream.
   Only little sparks of light are blinking somewhere.
   It will wake up and recall the hole sorrow madness of the dream.
   Blashing...small fire begins to grow up...
   Yes, too small but it's real fire
   A little hope that dreaming wouldn't go any longer.
   Slowly...slowly...the other sparks of fire 
   Get the mists of Dragon Lore
   ...now look! Answering to mists of lore another sleepers
   Begin to dreamed wory

   Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven
   Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of Patala
   Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals
   Let the powerfull  swords with hostile crash the tamples of the lie