Vultures circle above
Those who know not what they do
Day in day out
What’s the point to anything
To accept the fact you’re living to die
I know you know
Sad excuse for a life
Age of information
Illumination at the end of our fingertips
Disorientation
Interpreting such as a blind man reading lips
Nihilistic mentality
Cancer of the scene
Dig a little deeper
See what I mean
Vultures circle above
Those who know not what they do
Even the wise die
And the stupid alike must perish
The grave is their home
Overruled by the righteous at dawn
Throne and Scepter
Vultures prey on the weak
Leave your carcass to be
Left with no answers to the hidden knowledge that you seek
On the barren plains
Counting down the days
Content with living to die
Sad excuse for a life
Throne and Scepter
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