Bogm'hren

They call me bright edge I like the smell of fresh baked bread Yes I like bubbles And I like the color red They call me bright edge I like snow and butterflies I like rainbows And my claws are sharp as knives They call me Bright Edge I like taking walks outside I like autumn Because all the leaves have died They call me Bright Edge I leave gifts for frank and lynn I'm a nice guy And my happiness is sin They call me Bright Edge I like playing games With the creatures That I plan to slay They call me Bright Edge I like the feel of crunching bones Yes I like chew toys And I like their desperate moans They call me Bright Edge And I like after-rain I like puddles Made of blood and guts and brains They call me Bright Edge But my real name's Bogm'hren I'm a nice guy And my happiness is sin And my happiness is sin And my happiness is sin