This situations oozing evil The depredation of the people Marooned neglected no retrieval No hesitation for the feeble Await predation Vultures swooping Soon their grouping Pecking out your frosten soul So when the stitches start unwinding Burrows the ditches keep reminding Fire pummels down the sun is blinding Just overhead the vultures flying Ain't no denying As we lay here dying look back See that we have really lost track Catatonic with a flashback Face your maker robes of pitch black Looming death is quick to collect Leave all grief emotional debt Victim of disgrace and neglect Putrid vultures pry and dissect Vultures swooping Soon their grouping Pecking out your frosten soul