Fleshthirsters world

(ex-Мир плотожадов)

1
"Keep running" - voice through silence calls
And so they do with grinning jaws
As pack of skinny bloodless hounds
In murky thicket haunts

In breeze of night they smell bonfires
With dirty fur its reek entwines
Whoever walks this woods is prey
Of things were made to flay

"Go ahead!" - and into wild crowd
Enchanting voice summons
The swarms of the shades

And flesh they get like an award
To bring to the throne of
The royals they praise

2
In world is full of dust and dim
It gonna seem the aim is near
But in dark side all pathways lead
Through thorns into the pit

The only they can sense - their sights
But no one see fleshthirster hides
He hides without rest or dream -
And no one slips by it

"Go ahead!" - and crowd is wild
Wipes out with howling
The platoon of foes

No one can see sacred garden
Without being followed
And skinned to bones

16.01.2024