In the Battle field, failing to get, a chaplain there.
Fishnet stocking, over his head a man pulling, and laughing. Or, with fishnet stocking, a man bitten, and laughing.
By machine codes, their lover's talking, two of them do.
Confessing his first love to, undead has over, the night comes.
Even the master of the sword, keeping under her thumb, a wife after illness.