Tristania - Vulture

Birds of prey are soaring higher Baiting their hooks The more they fade Dangling their lines The grimmer it looks Transparent creatures Pollute the blue sky Slowly falling Towards the cold ground Desperation has turned the eagles Into vultures We're all betrayed You preen your ruffled feathers At the end of the day You chose to stray Allured by gold and silver We will end it our way Stumbling giants Crave existence They'll never make it through Their desperate swarming In restless blindness Turns old words into new You've had your fill And emptied every chalice From the brim to the dregs Stay ill, you will You'll plummet from your mountain You'll descend, you will fail So you thought you could break my back Did you think you could make me crack Try harder Dig deeper You're facing a steep hill that cannot be climbed