First taste of flesh
Guilt worn under skin
For once and for all
Overcome doubt within
With a knife to the throat
And a bite to the madness
Labored chest rose and
No hope to convalesce
First taste of flesh
Guilt worn under skin
For once and for all
Overcome doubt within
Disconnect from strength of his own hands
Soaked in expire from his brother's neck
Wrung around a rope
Splayed across at spit
Choking down the deafening crunch
Of charred hair and gristle
Glazed eyes take in Pollux and Castor
As his soul rises to meet his maker
