Vultures tear flesh from the rotting corpses of those destined for power Only to be provisions for the scavengers that are left behind Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain Eternally butchered and back where they belong The dirt absorbs the vital fluids Draining from the king of the dead Forked tongues and a million eyes Watch the sun feast upon his flesh A parasitic banquet, see him waste away Collect the lifeless this earth is cleansed Opportune for a new beginning, his holy creation restored Victorious wings fill the sky to make sure it is done Swords still drawn or at their side Cadavers town limb from limb heaped burned and forgotten The smoke and the stench of hells legion fills the air Life returns infection eradicated Affliction disappears but only for a little while Transgression can only be held down for so long But the serpent is home now Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain Fuck for all eternity, where they belong