Vulture (The God of Last Rites)

The Juniper fire on the Horizon, the stench of decomposed meat Immense vision of light and hunger After the slaughtering of the dead with blades And the purging of gangrene from the bodies Begins the rite of eternal Life. On the East side starts with sunrise our Jhator A putrid tomden whispers: "shey, shey!" (And indicates corpses to be devoured) Gray vultures of Destiny fly down to steal the souls and ferry em to Hell A wonderful concert of human interiors and bowels illuminates the eyes of the Avengers The Kailash mountain sends its vultures servants to swallow human lifes Deporting them into another dimension of the Universe Human skeletons emerge from the hungry mass And close the Karmic debt with the rest of the sinners Bones and brain hammered, barley flour and yak butter the dough is ready, hungry ghosts! The ritual of the sky burial... The ritual lives again!