Converging on us With blood-soaked greed Scouring the wastelands On suffering they feed
The scent of death Draws them near The leeches take hold Pick our bones clean
Scavengers In a sea of human wreckage Unfortunate souls Left victim to the plight of man
As the tyranny of man is unleashed upon us all We're cast into its dismal aftermath A symptom of our gradual decline Devouring all these broken lives have left
Beaten and ravaged they lay The vultures circle their prey Descending through smoke filled fires The vulnerable will not survive
Revel in misery To bleed us dry The vermin strike at will Swift in their attackTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.