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.