Vulture
by A Life Once Lost· from Hunter
I need a miracle to conquer this endeavor
the imagery of song to portray the routine of life
maybe I'm neurotic or just wrong in general
maybe I should concede and put out the fire
can you feel this uproar; festering desire in my thoughts?
I can promise you one thing; I will haunt you 'til you die
I can promise you one thing; I will hunt you 'til you die
in absence of your favor I would rather choose death
i'd prefer it would be executed only by you
no legacy, fall short of understanding
maybe I should concede and put out the fire
I want you to bleed me of my misery
drained bled dry; hung up for all to see.