Shot in the woods and it felt like in space;
Deep and dark , running but the wolves continues to chase.
Couldn’t see even a beam to find me a way.
I knew he loved me but had to do it cause couldn’t be a gay.
Waved my hands with hopes someone to get me back;
But the more i stretch the more it’s black.
Arms wrap me but toes still froze;
Surely my body has become prickle of black rose.
But had to escape cause they have the thrill for the kill.
And those hungry wolves looking for me uphill.
Remember those scars, thought it wasn’t his fault.,
Just realized thou skin was en-vault.
But how did he love me that now he’s hunting my life?
Is it true, with me he always had a knife?
Lord, that demon was always on my back cord .
Wish for nothing but sake says give me a sword .
His face i remember trying to get close,
the strategies he made couldn’t be more gross.
Not just me but you were behind all the other guys,
after me, others die and your perspectives rise.
Gotta nix you, put your ideas in lull;
But wait i see blue eyed white wolves, they cull
Is this is where i end?
Is this is where i die?
Wolfs bowed, ‘ majesty! thee rule us’ almighty send.
Bowed down, Praise the lord that my devotion comply.
Now he watch me appear, and there i assassinate;
My sword passes his cord, and hideous ideas i bate.
All your ally who wore your skin,
Now that you are out of one’s misery, their face have a grin.
You could be a gay but your approach amiss;
There was a crowd for your bliss.
May infinite spirit correct you, and you be healed
I pray you born in an unmistakable weald.