*Lifts his head and looks around at everything around him* Yessssss....I sssssee the batsssss and the other jungle like thingssssss....I ssssshall have fun feassssssting on sssssmall animalssss....*Hiss's loudly so everyone can hear*
Living on an edge, out of control
And the world won't just let myself down
Her golden eyes, they are strange, and yet beautiful...
They'll close the gateway to your tears...
stopping the flow of the hourglass of time...
Severing the string... known as misery,
the sound... and the rhythm... disappear...