Of Blood and Sacrifice

Scarlet shines the crimson light,

Moving silent through the night,

Slips between twisted boughs,

Dreams vanish without shadows

Wolves chase the scarlet moon,

Await the feast they will consume

Howl in the dark remain unseen

Breathless whispers in a savage scene

Daggers float over sacred alters

Rivers flow with bloodied waters

Unploughed fields weep in silent prayer

Hungry pack seeks welcome fair

Pronouncements made and blades rise

Enraptured voices raise loud their cries

Carven crows now cow in reverence

Supplicants who seek deliverance

Silence broken by distant screams

Trickle of red on the surface gleams

Breaking through it drops beneath

Lost in pools of disbelief

Sacrificial lambs now slaughtered

Souls to ancient masters offered

Vows renewed and carnage craved

The end of days for now, delayed

© Fergus Martin

Oct 2014