Pantheon

We forget our names. The hair grows down over our eyes
Our teeth sharpened to points and we will never be safe and we are gone
We are never going back. We are animals, and we fight ourselves to the death
Homeless. We slaughter each other. We tear meat from our own carcasses
We rape and eat the weakest ones and one by one, we disappear
And soon our scars become the ornaments that define us
We build a fire in our homes and comfort burns us down