Текст песни Vulture - Alysari

How like a vulture is my mortal soul
Finding trash on the dark side of the road
Vermin and rotting are the things that I merit
Yet redeemed and beloved are the gifts I inherit

Yes a scavenger will scour and a carnivore devour
And the timepiece eats itself upon the hour
And my innards are useless, they pick and peck and gnaw
And my mind is a chalkboard stricken with my claws
How sad to be this creature, a beggar and a fool
Always so uncertain if I bear any fruit

How like a vulture is my mortal soul
Finding trash on the dark side of the road
Vermin and rotting are the things that I merit
Yet redeemed and beloved are the gifts I inherit

So circle overhead me, and keep watch for my flesh
For I'm often prone to falter and I struggle to find rest
And my innards are useless, they pick and peck and gnaw
And I tell You so often that I am ready to fall
How sad to be this creature, disconnected from my face
But how blessed I am to witness such abounding grace

How like a vulture is the human heart
Hunting and shredding at once from the start
We can scavenge on forever, and hunt until we die
And some will turn in circles, cold, before they'd ever turn to Light