My eyes look around
Surrounded by a sea of flame
My scales burn in pain
I get up on tail
Ignoring the harm I feel
For life flows in me
Slithering in flames
Without a goal in my mind
Lost in a dead land
Mind then thinks of witch
On that has ascend with wings
They fill me with hate
Why did they make beast?
One filled with more space than time
For she is a grist thief
She dons a bird mask
For face of three eyes hide beneath
Tell lies to her frogs
She thinks to play lord
For she is able to waste
Thanks to the raged grace
Inferno burns bright
But my mind will burn brighter
Losing sanity
Goggles contain eyes
They will not fall from my face
For I refuse too
Sburb is no game
Mimicry is it talent
For it likes to lie
Universe must die
Filled with space of the witch
She shall die by me