The gnashing of teeth and ravenous beaks
My spirit reprieved, from flesh released
Hamatsa
Deep within the woods, I found a house
From whose roof billowed red smoke
As I approached I heard a voice call out
"You must bury him with stones"
He who upon man first feasted at the mouth of the river
Great cannibal at the north end of the world
Magician of death, covered in one million mouths
Gnashing at the hearts of all men
Red cedar covers my flesh
Searching for flesh
Searching for skulls
Searching for corpses
I must feast