Wheel - Vultures

The gallows are in demand
And there will be no omission
There is nowhere to hide
From the storm that’s coming

We’ve been on your back
For what feels like forever now
And like vultures circling
We long to feed

Was there ever a reason?
Are you so eager to burn?
You’ve got to watch what you say

Nothing left to give
But our hunger’s never sated
Always a live wire
We’ll keep that in mind
You’ll be left for the flames
When we’ve taken what we needed
So, try to piss on your bonfire
We will never relent

Mercy is not on the table
In time, you will become a cautionary tale
If this is the gamification of our reality
Then who am I to refuse a perfect hand?

It was always a gamble
Now all the walls are closing in
And there is no escape

Nothing left to give
But our hunger’s never sated
Always a live wire
We’ll keep that in mind
You’ll be left for the flames
When we’ve taken what we needed
So, try to piss on your bonfire
There will be no quarter, we will take it all

You’ll reap all that you’ve seeded
We’ll tie you to a stake