Music: Brett Eriksen
Lyrics: Matt Jordan
the stench of roten meat
lies in the air
wreaks the smell of death
corpses bloody stare
eyes of glassy blood
lurking like the wind
waiting for another life
another life to end
dreams of blood and bowels
send sensations high
no meat to be found
nowhere prey to die
for scavengers wander
wander across the land
scanning for abandoned kill
scourching what they can
temptaions beyond extremes
existing but none shall ever see
sucking bone untill there’s none
no wasted piece of meat
no time to feed their young
wait for tortured cries
a helpless victim
is the one that dies
(Solo – Brett)
(Solo – Ron)
scrapes the carcass clean
blood is everywhere
consumes every morsel
they’d rather die than share