Coyote Altar
Hollowed trees mark the pathways
Hanging vines hide the view
Of the sacred dancing grounds
They only want to see you
Ancient runes are drawn in sand
Sacred herbs are sparked to flame
Low humming fills the air
Eyes are watching from the plains
When you see your reflection
And it doesnt look right
There is some commotion
In heaven tonight
Strange symbols on the pillars
Latrans barking from afar
Give yourself to the old ones
At the coyote altar
You dont need to understand it
If it doesnt feel so wrong
Hear your sound and command it
Sing out your ancient song
Run far past the tall trees
Dig through the thorned brush
Bite down on your prey's neck
Feel the hunt its timeless rush
No need for reflections
Out in the wild
No need for reflections
Rune enchantments on your fangs
Canis major in the sky
Guided out by the old gods
From the coyote altar
Altar, altar, altar
Arrow pierces through your side
Blood it pools as you die
But fear not as you are mourned
An old god youll be reborn
Past the tall trees you see farther
As your teeth become the brush
The river flows as your blood now
A coyote altar has been born
Hanging vines hide the view
Of the sacred dancing grounds
They only want to see you
Ancient runes are drawn in sand
Sacred herbs are sparked to flame
Low humming fills the air
Eyes are watching from the plains
When you see your reflection
And it doesnt look right
There is some commotion
In heaven tonight
Strange symbols on the pillars
Latrans barking from afar
Give yourself to the old ones
At the coyote altar
You dont need to understand it
If it doesnt feel so wrong
Hear your sound and command it
Sing out your ancient song
Run far past the tall trees
Dig through the thorned brush
Bite down on your prey's neck
Feel the hunt its timeless rush
No need for reflections
Out in the wild
No need for reflections
Rune enchantments on your fangs
Canis major in the sky
Guided out by the old gods
From the coyote altar
Altar, altar, altar
Arrow pierces through your side
Blood it pools as you die
But fear not as you are mourned
An old god youll be reborn
Past the tall trees you see farther
As your teeth become the brush
The river flows as your blood now
A coyote altar has been born
Credits
Writer(s): Seth Marks
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