Vultures - Dave Ellefson, Thom Hazaert

Like the prince of the darkness

The fucking king of Hell

I sit on my throne, buried alone

Pray that things go well (they won’t)

I’m not begging forgiveness

I’m not asking to stay

Better alone, just bury the bones

Save yourself and walk away

Walk away

Turn you back into something

You never wanted to be

Yeah, I should’ve known

From flesh to bone

When the vultures come for me (and they will)

I might beg your forgiveness

I might beg you to stay

Forever alone, hang up the phone

Save yourself and walk away

The vultures are circling (walk away)

The vultures are circling (walk away)

The vultures are circling (walk away)

The vultures are circling

Walk away

The vultures are circling (save yourself and walk away)

The vultures are circling (save yourself and walk away)

I’ll probably be wrong, but it won’t be too long

The vultures are circling

Circling

Circling

Circling (save yourself and walk away)