Ragnarök of the Lambs

In this day and age the shepherd has neglected his sheep
The flock follow him anyway
To their death they would follow him

For when the fences of society fall
The opportunistic wolves stalk their prey
In that moment, they are true lambs to the slaughter

The white coat of innocence stained red with the blood of dillusion
Bleets of confusion echo in the pastures of ill made decisions
The once green grass is now dead

I have said wolves are opportunists
Do not underestimate desperation
When it is a wolf in shepherds clothing that leads the flock