Blood Leaves a Trail

Vultures from the depths You cannot hear their cry Turning night sky bright Ripping flesh and sucking blood Thronging all around They leave no stone unturned Satisfying lust Turn blind eye on their disgust In the end you are As bloody as they are Satisfying lust Ripping flesh and sucking blood Hunting high and low Vultures from below Take his eyes out But leave his bones You got what you wanted Isn't it enough? Have you seen their eyes Adapted to poor light You never know, you never know Where they will go Understanding sin Of which you don't believe in When there is no time Losing friend is not your fault Hunting high and low Vultures from below Take his eyes out But leave his bones You got what you wanted Isn't it enough?