Wildcat
Take a look into my eyes and see reflected
A hundred grisly deaths or more.
One green, one blue, the mark of one who's Graced—
Does your heart tremble to the core?
A Graceling is a terror in this kingdom,
One without pity, mercy, love,
Regarded as a demon sent to haunt you,
A feral, untamed wildcat.
Take a look at my dagger and see reflected
A thousand innocent lives
Taken for the sport of a ruthless king
Who's subjects die, and yet he thrives
In his sadistic evil he will drown,
But not as long as he has me,
The girl who's like a demon sent to haunt you,
A cold, obsessive wildcat.
Take a look at this land and see reflected
The faces of the victims I have made.
I am a prisoner, they do not know
How I long for another fate.
I see it in your eyes: a chance for freedom,
A crack in my stone prison wall.
Tame me, who's not a demon sent to haunt you,
A feral, untamed wildcat.