Such the Vultures Love

Dead roaches on your lips
A consciousness eclipse
Inanimate delight
Death, the orgasm of life
Fuck your way to hell
Putrid pleasures of the wicked
Silent, omnipotent
Such the vultures love
The scavengers are gorged
Your matter’s been deleted
They’ll gnaw you to your bones
Celebrate the feeding
Indignity in life
There will never be peace
Just a soiled corpse
Corporeal release
Beware, the order of the vulture
Beware, the time has fucking come
Fuck your way to hell
Fuck your way to hell!!!
Pollution of the cells
Nothing to be felt
The cunting little fleas
Death, the tyrant of your dreams
Behold the waste
A sea of total scatter
Torn bloodied feathers
Falling from your master
Gasping for mercy
The terrafuck is now
Sifting through your head
But there is nothing to be found
Fuck your way to hell
Foul pets of the perverted
Godless and powerless
Such the vultures love