Morrigan Wilde – Little Red

🖤 Little Red
Hard Rock · Blues · Post-Grunge

The fourth spark — where survival turned to fury.

The streets don’t forgive. Neither does she.
This is the chapter where Morrigan Wilde traded innocence for instinct — the girl from Daddy’s Gun now walking the alleyways with blood still on her hands.
They called her “Little Red” — the runaway with a pistol and a scar that never healed.
But wolves don’t scare her anymore.

Originally released on ‪@DirtyOldManSongs‬ now reborn where it belongs.
Thank you to that channel for giving Morrigan her first home and helping her story keep running.

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Little Red —

I was running from the ashes, left the past in flames,
Met a man with hungry eyes, said he’d keep me safe.
He dressed me up in velvet, said I’d never starve,
But fairy tales are twisted when the wolf’s in charge.

I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.

He whispered love like poison, held me when I cried,
But every kiss was loaded with a darker lie.
The wolves kept on circling, I did what they said,
Till his fists wrote the ending, left me bleeding red.

I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.

The forest has no mercy, the stories never tell,
That Little Red went hunting, sent the wolf to hell.
No fairy godmothers, no angels at my side,
Just a pistol in my pocket and no more need to hide.

I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.

They called me Little Red,
But I was never one to run.

➤ Next Chapter: I Am Vengeance — coming Saturday, 10PM CST