Song | Swarm of Vultures |
Artist | Aura Noir |
Album | Increased Damnation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Come swarm with me, come grind the carver. | |
Come paw the skin, come slay the harvest. | |
Come lick the sky, come reach the heavens. | |
Each grain of flesh, each drop of pleasures. | |
The dustcloud of our lust, | |
Redeemed in hate. | |
Deodorize our claws of rot. | |
Wash them clean of taste. | |
...And we swarm towards the sun or the creedence of it. | |
...And we whip the sky for blessings or for the joy of it. |