Golbat: Crimson Gourmet

[Verse 1] Purple wings stretch wide and grand, blue-skinned lord of midnight land. Eyes now gleam in hunter’s mode, fangs like tubes thirst for road. Huge mouth drips with quiet greed — king of dusk fulfills his need. [Pre-Chorus] *Air Cutter!* Winds slice clean, critical cuts unseen. Gliding low with silent grace — not just speed, but deadly pace! [Chorus] Golbat! Whisper my name! Echoes rise from cavern frame! Blood-red feast, I never brag — full belly means a clumsy drag! [Verse 2] Stalk the sleeper, neck in sight, *Leech Life!* Drain half the night. Three hundred mL — I’ve had enough, now I wobble, stuck on rough. Too much meal, I crash to floor — vulnerable knock-kneed once more. [Bridge] *Confuse Ray!* Gleam so sly — spin your mind, watch logic die. Or share my loot with famished kin — even vampires know how to win… hearts within. [Verse 3] Moonless nights are mine to claim, caves alive with whispered fame. Steel-types laugh when fangs rebound — lost a tooth on rocky ground! Yet still I soar, though bruised and torn — hunter, brother, bat well-born. [Final Chorus] Golbat! Whisper my name! Echoes rise from cavern frame! Blood-red feast, I never brag — full belly means a clumsy drag!