The Glint in My Eye

The Danger in my eyes may look nice, but don't pick my fight,
'Cause I might just take a bite in the fight,
Blindly seduced by the light of the fight,
My eyes will turn your heart into fright.
So don't roll the dice,
Because I might not be that nice.
The shadow of your fright will reflect off the light,
Which will bring the fight.
Despite the light of the fight there may be a time we can reunite...
Right; The tougher you think you are, the weaker you become.
All that might be right will be escorted by the fight.