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