There's always something terrifying about a friendly wolf;
Sure, they make cute noises
they may lick your palm
can be such a comforting creature..
until they turn into a wolf again
and you sit there, listening to me, I envision you saying in your head,
'Hey, I'm smarter than this'
Truth is I didn't have the right to present those fangs
So as my punishment
upon myself
I will do whatever it takes
to rid the water of its murky, worried hue
sacrifice crimson if need be
for your eager mind to step away from this place
and if that's so, the bond will disintegrate
right through my hands
and my pig-headedness will provide justice for you
I may not guide the heart that leads your path
but I'd like to believe I helped build the legs to walk it
so if you accept this twisted bid
I will honor these words
and become but a memory