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Signs Of The Swarm

Shackles Like Talons

 

Shackles Like Talons

(album: Amongst The Low & Empty - 2023)


Into your ears, a barbed tongue whispers
You've turned your back in a gaze
Unspoken love, your skin starts to shiver
Tempted to play with the pain
Play with the pain

Trying to recall what you used to be
Losing the battle with adversity
Embracing what once stood as an enemy
Festering into the flesh
You're feeding and the vultures are feasting

A past designed by fire
These are the chains you crave
A past designed by fire
Shackles you to your grave

As you walk toward the vultures
Fear not for your fate
Chained and shackled with the vultures
To escape this world you hate

You'll accept any risk
To escape this world you hate
Caught inside a fever dream
Scavenger of pain
Soon the pleasure fades
Alone, bound in chains
Talons bare your pain
Shackled to your hollow grave
As your pleasure fades away

Seeking out the vultures to beg
For the shackles once more
You're damned to their incisions
Deeper and deeper and deeper
You've grown to love their torture

Your appetite is slaked
And soon the pleasure's gone away
Once warm shackle cloak
Now binds your wounds
Now binds your wounds
Now binds your wounds

A past designed by fire
These are the chains you crave
A past designed by fire
Shackles you to your grave

As you walk toward the vultures
You care not for your fate
Chained and shackled with the vultures
To escape this world you hate

A conscious carrion feeds
The vultures circling high
Shackled to the ground
The talons rend the flesh now ripe

And so the cycle goes
'Til the corpse decays
Descending, the vultures search for prey

done

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