Werewolf on a leash

Ill hide you
in this cot of misery
Were the thorns are as nails
clawing for you fear

Darkness without no cure
soul only a pyre
coldening as the moon rise
and then howl is heard

Where will you be when
they put this wolf on a leash
Hearing you words echoing in
the forest

So Ill hide you in this cot
of misery, where the thorns
are as nails clawing for your fear

Look now at me, what has become
of me. Is this my dream or
Is it whats always been real.
Destruction without no cure,
put this werewolf on a leash.