With their burning noses, and scaly skin. When you attack you don't know the trouble your in. The big wide wings break the wind as they saw through the misty sky. Hidden in caves is where they lie. Waiting for a time to strike, hiding in the moonlit night.
Waiting to pounce on his pray, but he'll never do it in the day. You'll never find him in the zoo you'll find him stalking you
