Breathing life into these mares where enemies turn into flesh This is the abyss I fear the most – I feel their eyes staring at me Waiting with carnivorous patience, their memory timeless For all they know i must succumb sometime... A solemn cry rises
When all the fish are in the game And everybody looks the same It's hard to tell if they're your friends They'll never be there in the end [chorus] That's why I hate the smiles and I hate the flies That buzz around the bullshit I can't wait to die so
The Funeral Pyre Vultures One final descent The emptiness it portrays Long views into nothingness It's where you go to die Where we're not found The torment of isolation Vast landscapes, parches your throat Dust kicked up from the ground Only the sto
Vultures Oh my father said "Just keep silent And in the places where you've been Nobody will say you've been seen" And I go to the woods Once or twice a year And I sing "doo doo doo" When they shave my hair And I can see the vultures T
Hung in a blinding light Held in a bit to gaze, feeling the crowd melt away Up in the desert air Miles above the world, and the daggers that it holds CHORUS: We'll stand and not depart Vultures are circling our hearts They'll leave just skin and bone