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Look around. The aftermath of what was killing spree.

On the ground, trying to retain sanity.

Shackled down. Silence in the black night speaks to me

in clarity – All I want, oh, is to be free!

All the savages have gathered

with all the bastards they have fathered.

In circles they are chanting.

Angusalok! Mikigiak!

What is it they are eating?

Could it be me, really?

Piece by piece,

I become the feast.

End my life!

End me now!

AKiak. Pilautik. Alianavuk.

Speaking the words that I don’t understand.

Tuavi. Akkulik. Avitsik.

What they are saying, I read it in their eyes.

Pigiannik. Isua.

Life in-between.

Ilonnasi. Tamatta.

Born in blood.

Itsasuane. Tamât.

Endless suffering.

IssoKangitumut.

Death eats life.

Killing to survive.

Inolik. Omajuk.

Life denied.

Inosik.

Who will live eternally?

TuKuk.

Who will die in agony?

Aninnik.

As I have done, so I shall be

eaten to darkest void of nothingness.

How one sow, one should reap.

Life taken one can’t keep.

Caught!