Red. Hot. Kid.
Sadistic and cruel.
Your eyes are your weapon,
And your wicked heart your tool.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Lonely, and strong.
His screams are pain,
They are agony’s song.
Red. Hot. Kid.
His voice is darkness,
His voice is black.
Tremble at the pride in every attack.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Not so small.
His name alone,
And prey will fall.
Red. Hot. Kid.
You in your wicked stride.
Weak knell before you,
Your commands they abide.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Red. Hot. Kid.

—Inspired by Akachan