Wolf Eats Fox

By Ireshrine

On Lycanthropia

Released on July 30, 2016

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We’re all beautiful on fire

Perfection is ours as long as we burn

Her rose tinted vision provides a nice view

Sadly it’s been written in the stars that I must

Show her the awful truth

This foul earth

These sick people

I won’t let them have you

I won’t let them hurt you

Trust me darling it’s kinder this way

You've blinded yourself to this vulgar display

Life is a hunt and love is a whore and I am an

Apex carnivore my knife is sharp

My senses are keen tonight I shake you

Out of this dream to gaze across a fertile plane

Of a world dying slowly in vain

I’ve seen her twist

With the ever changing winds

It makes me sick

The smile she wears to mask her pain

She laughs with that loudly but

I can’t see what’s funny about

This stain on our culture

A society taught to pick and choose

Replacing kindness with abuse

We’re all just born to win or lose

Murder be my art and you my unfortunate

Muse

You exist as a treasure among the trash

I’m sorry my dear I love you too much to let

You feel this world’s ugly wrath

Dissever my apathy

Now I shall thank you with my humble blade

Mark my words the last night of your life

Will be the night of your life

We’re born thus we are shit out

By our mothers unto this realm of filth

Some with a purpose

However none by choice

We can’t help it baby we’re beautiful scum

With filigree patterns of blood and cum with me

No place to hide nowhere to run

Follow my voice

As I guide you into the sweet arms of oblivion

Intentions are noble yet so very grim

Don’t be afraid lover as the light starts to dim

Breathe slow as I take you away

I delivered you from this hell thus you are mine forever