Shame, fight
Range, find
Fume, spite
Grace, light
Plans run deadly askew,
slain birds captured in you,
crooked pine whispered
the legends been told over and over
Sunken eyes fixed on the end,
better seek shelter or bend,
pleasure fiend feasts on your will
sensing destruction for thrill
Habit struck
Rapid cut
Into shallow
darken hollow
Soft fine sever,
faint pain pleasure,
making you bleed from the rings,
raking the scales from your wings
Shame, fight
Range, find
Fume, spite
Grace, light
Shames gone soft,
shames got the better of you
Shame comes ripping,
the last cinders of soft tissues still living
Sunken eyes fixed on the end,
better seek shelter or bend,
pleasure fiend feasts on your will
sensing destruction for thrill
Habit struck
Rapid cut
Into shallow
darken hollow
Soft fine sever,
faint pain pleasure,
making you bleed from the rings,
raking the scales from your wings