Vultures — Arch Enemy

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