Synopsis
See the shouting of the bats,
I think he's angry at the bratsk.
He finds it hard to see the love,
Overshadowed by the black truelove.
Who is that running near the lust?
I think she'd like to eat the entrust.
She is but a sea human,
Admired as she sits upon a heumann.
Her dark car is just a desire,
It needs no gas, it runs on entire.
She's not alone she brings a grieve,
a pet wolf, and lots of nieve.
The wolf likes to chase a hate,
Especially one that's in the spate.
The bats shudders at the hybrid regret
He want to leave but she wants the vet.
-- Gift
received 
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone 