• The villagers waited in dismay
    To see the volcano god’s face
    The sacrifice had ran away
    With no one to take her place
    At midnight or so it’s claimed
    He started to spit fire
    Blood red the moon was stained
    Down his side drooled volcanic mire
    "To the river!" cried the priest
    There the lava was sedated
    Yet piranhas for the feast
    In the water waited