Optimus Prime - Placenta

Once… There was a young maid

She was so … She was so young and full of lust

With flaming hair and nailed arms

On a beautiful summerday in winter

She looked out of the window

She looked out and saw nothing

Blinded by jealousy and duress

She wanted everything and more

She wanted everything and more

Something, she never had before

Day by day

She asked her mirror

What can I do?

Am I not beautiful?

A king, a king he must be!

A man of fame, a man of honor

Ten times better than all others

Her soul to the devil and the King was weak

Her body shook, finally fresh meat

His innocence and all the senses left

She led him on a leash because her leadership was deft