Wolves Do Not Concern Themselves

Teeth bared

I was raised in the blood and the bark

You pray

I was carving my name in the dark

You talk

Like your paper crown's made out of steel

I stalk

Every weakness you're trying to conceal

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep

You can gnash your fragile teeth

I will drag you through the deep

Your empty bleating means nothing

While you circle in your sleep

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep

Small minds

Counting every scar on my face

Dead eyes

Watching as you beg for my grace

You judge

From the safety of fences and screens

I lunge

Through the fence

Through your beautiful dreams

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep

You can gnash your fragile teeth

I will drag you through the deep

Your empty bleating means nothing

While you circle in your sleep

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep

You call me monster

I call you meat (hey!)

You built your castle

Out of your bleat

I am the hunger

Under your skin

You only matter

When I decide you end

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep

You can gnash your fragile teeth

I will drag you through the deep

Your broken kingdom is silent

As I climb your petty peak

Wolves do not concern themselves

With the opinions of sheep