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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Her sharp nail cut away the muscle from the bone Each tormented scream of his was heard by her and him alone He panted between screams and shouted, “Do you know who your father is?” “It was the medicine man and I’m his son, you brother, please” “I… know,” she whispered, “Now catch your breath, I want you alert,” “Because this is where things are going to really hurt.” The pain he felt from the boiling water sent him into a blackness so thick A blackness he could feel against his skin that made him sick At least the pain was gone, he thought he was dead Until he heard her voice echo in his head "Come back, come back to reality," it said He heard whimpering and cries From the demons cowering with “I’m glad it’s you,” teary fire red eyes Just before, he was dragged back to consciousness That moment he would dell on as a painless heavenly bliss His nose was filled with the stench of his own flesh He threw up at the sight of his bloody chest The excruciating pain reminded him of reality afresh This time he lay there, he was not alone There were a thousand of his tormented tribesmen and she was sitting on a throne Next to her was an eagle and a bear riddled with maggots to the bone They were in the land of the gods, a hell he would call his new home The village lies desolate, a village that once thrived full cheer It took one little mistake which imprisoned with fear And one by one they began to disappear This is the story I was told by a man Who hides in the town begging for food, when ever he can I don’t know where he goes or where he has been But since last month he disappeard… never to be seen ** Sorry P.D I didn't know how to end it but there is your Coyote**
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