*transforms into a his human form....he stretchs around for a bit looking around at the scene*Nice place...I'll be here for a while...
high in rich blood *He smells the blood of most of the creatures in the area*
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...