the forest in the dark, and horror bites his heart
like the little girl reborn, became a woman scorned
who wants his blood on the snow, he's got nowhere to go
because with knife in hand, she hatched a plan
her wounds still fresh, he'll pay a pound of flesh
and never going to claim her, bullet in the chamber
hole in the head, the wolf is dead.
Created: Jan 08, 2012thatnola Document Media