Show Your Fangs

Show Your Fangs
 A mountain song chills my warm skin,
 A ballad of a lonesome peak.
 I curse the ground, shed my old sins,
 For weight will only make me weak.
 I beg the stars to marry me,
 For they are my guide,
 But daylight comes to claim their beauty,
 As fury paints the wasteland wide.
 I'm not your highness,
 A damsel left helpless by fright.
 I am a lioness,
 Fierce as I walk through the night.
 A canvas, my makeshift shelter.
 A man would never know his bride.
 An angry sun before could melt her,
 But calloused now she will survive.
 With malice, beasts will show their fangs.
 They're in for a surprise,
 For bravely I will wield my weapon,
 I made from those that died.
 I'm not your highness,
 A damsel left helpless by fright.
 I am a lioness,
 Fierce as I walk through the night.