Where The Utux Ancestors Wait

Parturient grove

Bodies swing amidst fallen green

Wives, Sciens mass felo-de-se

Blows unbridled, Warriors sans blood kin

Cocytus awaits

Freshly dead drifts from prior lives

Yet link to Seediq holds

Warriors sans conscience, death machines

Immersed souls in

Nether stew seethe restlessly

Ghostly motion

Hindered by malodorousness

Primeval woods blaze

Souls drop onto netherworld whle

Their corpses hang, rain-whipped

Hell's doors open, gladly waiting

Barren wind robs memory

Whereabouts for burial in Hell

Spirits gathered, Face emblems gleaming,

Urged by force unseen

Septic river boils

Specters swims along

Mutant creatures

Decayed limbs and bloated flesh

Entrapped, alone, hurried, aimless

Confounded to mind, disassembled

Spirits, mindless, decived, chopped off

Consumed as corporeal disintegrates

Ancestors' Bridge spans

Betwixt this world and the next

Souls journey in it's

Shadow, steps resolute

Tribe masks gleam red-wet

Skin illuminations

Seediq Bale

A race apart, eternally brave

Skies breath rivers fan out, unfurls

Faraway call for Seediq souls

Winds blow, swirling souls loose,

Staying dreams, Ancient canopy shelters