Vultures
The darkest embodiment of fear
Those who prey on innocence
And scavenge for the dead
Be afraid because we're doing nothing wrong
Be afraid because we're doing what we want
We all live at the end of a rope
Either climbing or hanging
We all live in fear or in hope
That you can be sure of
You will take it to your grave
So little separates this life from death
Our temperance vanishes with a single breath
But just because we will certainly die
Doesnít mean we can't live our lives
We will certainly die
We will certainly live our lives
We won't be the bait for injustice
These wings are made to empower us
Be afraid because we're doing nothing wrong
Be afraid because we're doing what we want
We are the hawks of the night