Silver

I left my body

Soul reaper I eat ya your heart in my pocket

The water is rising

Im 12 below icy temperatures you drown in my well is well rounded

Focus your ears to this thunder my pulse you can count from

The power get siphoned

I kill ya no filler or time-skip my arc remains timeless

Wolf with a tongue made of silver

This chain swings from my neck who blesses your outcome

Middle so awkward I'm Malcolm

Box me in throw punches like falcon don't tempt me

Wild for the sake of

Sake and mommies that take up

Space with their make up

And swords for my honor I'm grateful but cool it

They won't see the sunrise

A head for your mantle you too nice