You try to save, I try to steal.
But every know who’s gonna win.

Silent steps pass through the darkness,
No one sees and no one hears.
Creeping through the room to shine
Gold will be picket up by me

Guardian feel something behind -
No time to turn around.
Blade is slicing throat so mild,
Body falling on the ground.

Wealth will soonly change the owner,
Filling pocket of the thief.
No my marks and no witness
You will find after me.

You’ve tried to save it but I stole
It’s just a game, and nothing more...

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