The Atrocity Exhibit - The Gathering Of Vultures lyrics

Content to lay amongst the slurry It irrigates your veins A gallery of bones and lost intentions Your words will fail where broadswords sing Down the dark decades of your pain This will seem like a memory never had Our name will be written on a thousand walls Your world has drowned, run aground Now your name gathers only moss It's a waste of good suffering Your time in the sun has bled you dry, now a faint echo Turn up the volume, but only hear the sound of razors through flesh A fertile ground only for torment, you never reaped what was sewn