Seadramon: Net Ocean Serpent

[Verse 1] Long blue coil through Net Ocean’s veil, serpent born where storms exhale. Yellow head with fins that sway, like ghosts above the waves at bay. [Verse 2] Blue scales gleam with crimson trace, leaf-shaped tail leaves frost in space. White underbelly cuts the gloom, silent hunter, piercing zoom. [Verse 3] No thought, no plan — just feel, react, driven by primal signal, fact. Swims where currents pull him blind, mindless force, yet perfectly aligned. [Pre-Chorus] Eyes like ice with slit-pupiled sight, track the flash, the fleeing light. Wraps tight coils without remorse — crush the frame, ignore the source. [Chorus] Seadramon! Cry of the tide! Ice Arrow fired — zero-degree pride! Breath turns water into spear, launches shards the atmosphere. No master, no cause, just instinct and speed, a frozen bolt from deepest need. Strike and vanish, leave no clue — wild Digimon of the digital blue. [Bridge] Absolute zero in open lung, blast so sharp, so wild, so strong. No hate, no love — just instinct, then glide, swallowed whole by ocean’s pride.