Skin Turned Soil

An Incantation recited through scream An enchantress within the trees Darkness decides her scheme Her voice is that of terror A night when corpses rise and search for lively prey Gathered by rotten fingers - brought neath the darkened bog Twisted and tortured your humanity robbed The beauty once sown within your soul transferred to the land Consumed and reused Selfish to think this body would serve only you Fed to the trees Fed to the land That which resembles teeth develop from the tree's husk A mouth to swallow more meat A hunger swells A forest grows Roots entwine with innards and form a new you Who knew that being eaten would supply these plants with food I wait for my skin to decay Darkness decides her scheme Her voice is that of terror A night when corpses rise and search for lively prey Gathered by rotten fingers - brought neath the darkened bog Twisted and tortured your humanity robbed