Vulture - Vulture

Scavengers assemble, unfold your wings and proud

Lift off and reach higher, be the everlasting cloud

Orbit your prey, be the sign of its doom

May this waste be your victim’s airy tomb

Precipitate into ruin, it’s time for 'em to die

Death from above, from spheres up high

Wingspans to cover the last giving light

Vulture, strike from the sky

Vulture, herald the night

Claws easily ripping flesh from the bone

Souls rise up in the air, where once the vulture has flown

Scavengers ascend now, a carcass stays behind

Birth, live and death — all do intertwine