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