The embodiment of opportunism takes flight keenly seeking to feast upon the weak. They feed upon my flesh, they revel in my failure, they tear me limb from limb.
But...you've fooled no one. Your disguise transparent as the lies you tell. Uphold yourself as innocent as a saint, pristine, but you've got blood on your hands.
Surrounded by thieves and liars, deceit. Forever haunted these demons chase me. Try as I might when these vultures take flight I can't run. Who will save me from you fucking vultures?
All consuming.
Surrounded by thieves and liars, deceit. Forever haunted these demons chase me. Try as I might when these vultures take flight I can't run. Who will save me from you fucking vultures?