Vulture - Tristania

Birds of prey are soaring higher

Baiting their hooks

The more they fade

Dangling their lines

The grimmer it looks

Transparent creatures

Pollute the blue sky

Slowly falling

Towards the cold ground

Desperation has turned the eagles

Into vultures

We’re all betrayed

You preen your ruffled feathers

At the end of the day

You chose to stray

Allured by gold and silver

We will end it our way

Stumbling giants

Crave existence

They’ll never make it through

Their desperate swarming

In restless blindness

Turns old words into new

You’ve had your fill

And emptied every chalice

From the brim to the dregs

Stay ill, you will

You’ll plummet from your mountain

You’ll descend, you will fail

So you thought you could break my back

Did you think you could make me crack

Try harder

Dig deeper

You’re facing a steep hill that cannot be climbed