When the Boars Are Feasting

In the waking cold, they took me away
Beaten and tired, they cut my face
I cling to each passing root
But again, I'm pulled, blinded, and chained to this rock
I cling to each passing root
But again, I'm pulled, blinded, and chained to this rock
Rusted blades play with my skin, piercing me slowly below
my ribs
I can feel the imperfections of the blade's edge as it cuts
through me
It's an uplifting fear, blinded and chained to this rock
As I hear the boars arrive
I watch rivers of intestines cover my penis and thighs
I wait for the boars to arrive
I cry to the gods as they watch
Devour my remains
I cry to the gods as they watch
Devour my remains
Now I am among all the restless souls, hooded draped in
black
I'm the offering, I'm the sacrifice
Twisting, ripping flesh; teeth stained red
To witness my fall
I am the offering, I am the sacrifice
I am dust, ash amongst the ground
Now I'm among the forgotten, another restless soul
I cry to the gods
To witness my fall
I am the offering, I am the sacrifice
I am dust, ash amongst the ground
Now I'm among the forgotten, another restless soul
I'm the sacrifice
Now I am among all the restless souls, hooded draped in
black
I'm the offering, I'm the sacrifice
Twisting, ripping flesh; teeth stained red
I cling to each passing root
But again, I'm pulled
When the boars are feasting
I look up to the sky
When the boars are feasting
Chained to this rock
When the boars are feasting
God will just stare
When the boars are feasting
No one will care