Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.

And there they stood,

On the edge of the cavern.

Waiting.

With one last look they took the jump.

Spiralling closer and closer,

Like a moth to flame.

And then, it was over.

Into the lion's den they'd plunged,

The lamb,

And the wolf in sheep's clothing.

And there they watched,

In the dark of the night.

Gazing.

With one soul though they faced the fray,

Avoiding more and more,

Like an ignorant drone.

And then it all began.

Into the battle-field they'd flown,

The lamb,

And the wolf in sheep's clothing.

And there they fought,

On the edge of the galaxy.

Destroying.

With one strong cry they moved on ward.

Trying harder and harder,

Like predator to prey.

And then it disappeared.

Into the realm of peace they'd made.

The lamb,

And the wolf in sheep's clothing.