Bury the Antlers With the Stag

Bury the antlers with the stag

Your heart howls
Wounds unhealed
Apart and open
Speak death and enter

Take the broken antlers
And draw her sigil
Moonlight
Make your offering
Blood
Let the dust consume it

Take her spear
Hunt it down that which torments you
To the edges of the Earth

Drive her weapon into its heart

Feel the warmth of its ichor
Twist and pull
And hear its death cry

Take trophies
Drape its hide on your form
Bring the head to her temple
Honour her gifts to you

You have overcome
You are purified
But your heart will still howl