Circle of Vultures

Shadows twist in the bleeding sun

Feathers black like a loaded gun

Breath is shallow breath is torn

Am I alive or am I unborn

The sky cracks the earth won't mourn

In their eyes hunger is sworn

Circle of the vultures round and round

I can hear their wings they drown the sound

Fade in fade out they wait for the end

Circle of the vultures my only friends

The ground drinks what I can’t keep

My thoughts are jagged sharp and steep

Eyes are glass my hands won’t close

I feel their claws I feel their pose

Their whispers shred through the storm

Tearing flesh a new form

Circle of the vultures round and round

I can hear their wings they drown the sound

Fade in fade out they wait for the end

Circle of the vultures my only friends