Scaphism

by  Thornswrath 

The sin of gazing at a prince
Taken as insolence
Sentenced to the boats!
There is no escape

Force-fed milk and honey
Wedged between hulls to rot in the sun
Face drenched and smothered
Nowhere but within left to run

In this execution lies
an ideal motivation
to those who survive
Look dead ahead
Never to question

Force-fed milk and honey
Left in the boats to rot in the sun
Foul defecation of worms and insects
Their sickening banquet's begun

An orgy of self-immolation
Over the course of a fortnight
Wasp maggot fly vermin festival
The hapless human left consumed
To putrefy under the seething mass