If-

You go down the way of

pine and willow,

flesh and bone,

Get ready to know

pain,

death,

ecstasy,

wild.

Wine, vines, the fish in the sea that aren't fish

God, loved by many

Sweet grapes and smoke

Dancing, hunting, not caring at all.

Rip apart your own flesh and blood

Chase down the stag.

Pain,

Death,

ecstasy,

wild.

Come.


A/N: Inspired by Dionysus, the god of wine, ivy, and ecstasy.