The light of knowledge will never fade like the light of a candle
The hunter looks out for the bear while he is standing behind his back
An owl is sitting in a tree waiting for the night and he will start singing
The hare has grass, he finds food there and eats and rests.
Fox light is not the usual black-brown, he finds something and eats
That's a jump. As if he can catch up with a balloon
Ezio Auditore and the company of those he will kill
Art the art of the monster, the mask spread its tentacles, lost his weapon, he is a sniper Alexiuss, this is the romance of the apocalypse