Arch Enemy

Vultures

Breathing life into these mares where enemies turn into flesh
This is the abyss I fear the most — I feel their eyes staring at me Waiting with carnivorous patience, their memory timeless
For all they know I must succumb sometime…
A solemn cry rises to the sky as heavy wings blacken out
The morning sun with infinite darkness. Am I dreaming or am I dead?
In search for my heart — Lost in this hell
The vultures are soaring above — Tearing me apart
Screaming Voices in my head. A sudden pain then deadly silence
Devouring the remains of my heart — I can feel it dying
Picking at the bones of my soul
Left me dead inside
The more I gave the more they took
Left me dead inside