I left my body Soul reaper I eat ya your heart in my pocket The water is rising Im 12 below icy temperatures you drown in my well is well rounded Focus your ears to this thunder my pulse you can count from The power get siphoned I kill ya no filler or time-skip my arc remains timeless Wolf with a tongue made of silver This chain swings from my neck who blesses your outcome Middle so awkward I'm Malcolm Box me in throw punches like falcon don't tempt me Wild for the sake of Sake and mommies that take up Space with their make up And swords for my honor I'm grateful but cool it They won't see the sunrise A head for your mantle you too nice