5 March 2013
My kind is one found, in the Philippines place
You run away, I'll have your shadowy face
See me you don't, and you know why
Terrifying as I am, I'm not made for your eyes
Everyone says I look like a goat
Running backwards, in between back legs, my throat
Instead of small ears, well mine are quite large
Oh, and I have a whip tail, if you run then I'll charge
Up suck your blood, from your shadow face
Stay far from these island, where we rule the place
I, Sigbin • Opuss № I