Will you give in to your wrath ? Do your eyes project hatred ? To Destroy anyone obstructing your path ? Sin only acknowledged with intentions naked You seldom show any victims mercy Maidens simply more morsels ingested Women whimper after you’ve been surly bruised daughters and innocence infected Deceptively plain exterior makes you seem cordial Demons lay their perversion with a single glance Fighting to make a ravenous appetite look formal A Wolf stalks the lone forest waiting for a chance What to do now that I see how your aura looms? Does the starving beast grow unhinged from his fast? To his feral nature will he succumb before the new moon? Your head on my mantle,hopefully the last