Yig left the village ages ago
when he was just a boy
with a sandwich in one pocket
in the other, his favorite toy
that toy had an edge
truly sharp as fuck
and Yig used that little blade
to carve out his luck
he carved it in blood
in faces of scum
Yig left his mark
in the face of every bum
there was terror on the streets
in darkness Yig prowled
every time he cut another one
he licked his blade and howled
but then Yig went back to his village
cuz his mama was sick
there was nothing to hunt there
no prey he could pick
so Yig cut himself up
chopped his toes and fingers
they say he bled out in the river
but his ghost still lingers
when he was just a boy
with a sandwich in one pocket
in the other, his favorite toy
that toy had an edge
truly sharp as fuck
and Yig used that little blade
to carve out his luck
he carved it in blood
in faces of scum
Yig left his mark
in the face of every bum
there was terror on the streets
in darkness Yig prowled
every time he cut another one
he licked his blade and howled
but then Yig went back to his village
cuz his mama was sick
there was nothing to hunt there
no prey he could pick
so Yig cut himself up
chopped his toes and fingers
they say he bled out in the river
but his ghost still lingers
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