Red & Wolf

Every night, it's always a cold lonely night. The snow, the leaves, and the woods to me isn't how what I see with my eyes. Half the smell is sweet, the other half is blood. Don't look back or he'll find you. What he does, never make a provoking move to die. He is my side of the red, the red I never knew nor the people in the village ever saw. Draw any blood and he will not hesitate. Remove you appealing and he will show aggression against you to the wall. Those who fear him or mistreated him will suffer in hell. My lips are sealed and my voice is killer. Don't be shy to step into the night, under a blood moon. Watch out for noises because he knows you will come. If he does, you will die without a second thought to be his own demon.