Текст песни A Vulture's Time - Fyrce Muons

Your shape
Your face
Your bulb headed trace
Lair isn't tame
Neither was the power of this name
In your face it lies
Second time they've heard this rhyme
Like ice this hate the breeding of a subjugate
Your face is ice

Wicked wicked saints
In a vulture's time
Winter battered traveler in the inverse fire
And the battering rides
And the wind roars might
And the cold of day is the heat of the night
Your face is right
In a vulture's time

See the part of us go
See the shadow of lies
And the ones that you want from the plastic life
From a twisted hand
From the molecule sea
Came a twisted fate
Came a withering plea
In a vulture's time