Myself

If you see me walking through the night,
Because i might create a great fright,
I look as mighty as can be,
The amulet at my neck thats a key.

My large black wings sweep the floor,
My powerful legs will be that forever more,
Decendant of the Dragons,
to escape my grasp and be safe you have to be a Dragon.

You otherwise will not slip from me,
My weapons includes an Iron whip called "kombodane,"
A sword called "Soul,"
It will forever have bloody history and shall never be cold.

The strength of my mother,
For we are no longer together,
The bloodlust from my father,
For he rides on a golden feather.