Lyrics Scavenger of Human Sorrow - Death

What pain will it take to satisfy
Your sick appetite?
Go in for the kill

Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast

Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet

Live how you want
Just don't feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe

Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar

Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you'll find a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger

Abstract theory
The weapon of choice used by a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger

So, you have traveled far across the sea
To spread your written brand
Of misery

Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast

Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet

Live how you want
Just don't feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe

Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar

Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger

Abstract theory
The weapon of choice used by a scavenge
Of human sorrow
Scavenger