WHEN THE WIND IS SLOW AND THE FIRE'S HOT THE VULTURE WAITS TO SEE WHAT ROTS

Oh how pretty all the scenery this is nature’s sacrifice

When the air blows through with a brisk attack, a reptile tail ripped from its back

When the sun sets we will not forget the red sun over paradise

Boy named invincible:

I’ve had that idea stuck in my head for awhile now XD