Paroles

Standing in the ruins Of another Black man's life Or flying through the valley Separating day and night "I am death," cried the Vulture "For the people of the light" Charon brought his raft From the sea that sails on souls And saw the scavenger departing Taking warm hearts to the cold He knew the ghetto was the haven For the meanest creature ever known In a wilderness of heartbreak And a desert of despair Evil's carrion of justice Shrieks a cry of naked terror He's taking babies from their momas And leaving grief beyond compare So if you see the Vulture coming Flying circles in your mind Remember there is no escaping For he will follow close behind Only promised me a battle Battle for your soul and mine
Writer(s): Gil Scott Heron, Richard Leslie Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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