Elegant shape with sharp paw,
Infinite fear with cold raw.
Who’s that calling ?
Left the scrawl.
Neither the beauty
Nor the beast.
Can you feel it ?
You can hear the beat.
Knife fell on the ground,
Nothing can be found all around.
Sweating and screaming.
Try to rip the pound.
Finally I get awakening,
Finally I overwhelmed in this dream.