God of Savages...

Blood thirsty, 
Power driven into a barbaric world,
River murky,
Sailing with a darkened spirited curse,
Souls ablaze,
Ashes rising to the gods within the skies,
Eyes of rage,
Beyond human, they're savages in disguise.

Without any malice,
Drinking from a chalice,
At the wooden table,
Stood a god like savage.

Flesh, torn and eaten,
Scavengers, mocked and beaten,
Laughing jesters, parading the room,
All celebrating, as fruits of the womb.

Conquering land,
A dripping sword, brings to them, a brand new dawn,
Ghost in man,
The Lord showing forgiveness to the murderous spawn,
A holy child, 
Tearing limb from limb, feeling like a king,
Taught to fight,
But only fulfilling their grotesque killing sin!

He became man,
He became one,
He became all,
A savage was born!

Without any malice,
Drinking from a chalice,
At the wooden table,
Stood a god like savage.