The floor dropped and left you weightless; floating in bitter clarity until the rope went taught. In the end, it was the only thing there to catch you. We bayed like wolves as your last breath hung in the air. Satisfied, we walked home, your flesh under our nails.
Track Name: Carrion
The birds picked you clean; we danced out the rhythm they pecked in your teeth. The sun bleached you to ivory. More pure than you ever hoped to be. Interred face down, you'll never take your eyes from hell; we built a new place from blood and bone. We danced to the rhythm you made as you cracked and popped beneath our feet. Bone to dust.