Scavengers Await

Desolation freezes my life As the roots stir deep inside Whispers words of affliction From a long hidden lide Faceless I am Like a silently ticking lunacy clock Lost the grip I thought I had To a passing morning star Catatonic shock This machine will keep the lungs alive for now As blury eyes loosing shimmer Of wisdom inside I observe from above this bed Where friendly shadows gathered by Passing a whisper of prayers Falling to my deaf ears ln the depths of night You'll hear the cries From the room of the sleeper From the end of the hall Where the scavengers await So intense the strains can be heard From the valley and hills surrounding That snake that waits for the feast to take place lnside this hole in my chest ln the depths of night You'll hear the cries From the room of the sleeper The Scavengers await By the bed them shadows remain What have I become? Shattered in ruins and stane Came taste my undane deeds They may never be What have I become? Shattered in ruins and stane Came taste my undane deeds They may never be Where did my life go? Did I conclude my goals I see this canvas is left there blank lmpoverished hope All the thoughts that I have stored Now I'm weak and destitute They may never be... Soon I, will flee this burning world A pile of dirt I leave behind From this material race through life As the vultures gather by Sharpens their greedy claws Tearing a hole in me! Where did your pride go? Now as the curtains fall My legacy is chiseled in a cheap old slone Resting on them bones My mouth is empty and dry And silent from your spew of dust No matter how hard I try I can't even describe Afraid of what to come Beyond this crossroad revealing remedy Will there be a choice left for me To take right there Please promise to honor The remains of what I have achieved Stand proud of our name And the wounds will heal someday Because that was me That was me and my identity That was me left there waiting Shipwrecked and abandoned in time There will be a time to leave As the moon cast long stern shadows Across the face of old undone deeds Still gracious in defeat ln the depths of night You'll hear the cries From the room of the sleeper At the end of the hall The scavengers await What have I become? Shattered in ruins and stane Come taste my undone deeds They may never be What have I become? Shattered in ruins and stane Come taste my undone deeds They may never be