wolf in girl's clothing
i spit out my own bloody teeth
and turn them into a collar of my own.
is this what you wanted?
i wage war against god himself
and burn down his city and streets of gold.
is this what you wanted?
you asked for a wolf,
you tore at my sheepskin,
bled me for strength-
did you not expect me
to come back angry?
did you know when you sacrifice a child,
a virgin girl, to the hands of demons,
she comes back with hell in her eyes?
is this what you wanted?
is this what you wanted?
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