Tether me to your secret fear
Then push me to the end
Rip my skin, then rake the tear
Still your broken spirit I must mend?

Rusty nails scrape me empty
Hollow vessel drained of life
Hypnosis in the name of riddles
Black-powder filling the void

How you say I’m not a fighter
A loner wolf in sheep’s disguise
A minefield of disappointments
Out of love and out of sight

Throw me into your cold nightmare
One where your demons and angels reside
Blow your horns and wake the army
The noise of fear revealing your pride

Glory of win equals surrender
Tell me what’s your weapon of choice
Silky armour shields this chest
An ancient goddess guides my voice

by

Amit Howard