Backglade from The Arrival by Disrupting the Abacus

And this hunger felt,
From behind an eye of yellow,
Like enkindled steel through skin:
Bores into my skull.

Of the forest and dirt;
A bed upon to wake.
Within the bowels of the forest,
I am found.

I have been cast from my own home.
Exile; fed back to the earth by the way of the wolf.

Bared, their fangs to tear.
A feast awaits them.
But it is this they who betrayed me that will be consumed.

I will consume them all.

Usurper,
The title of which I've stolen.
Infant beast, I am your womb.

I am your womb.

Fear, descend upon this town.
Death, brought between the jaws of the canine.

The jaws of the canine.

Castigation, a serenade composed of dirt soiled by blood.

Beg me for mercy.
Weep for your gods.
Grieve, as your stomach is fed to the pack.

(Written & performed by Jason Schiff)

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