A Ballad for the Vultures - Magic Circle

Star falling in the east.

Summoning rays…

Come join in the feast

But my hands have turned to claws

Oh, and I cannot

Barren wastes.

Once a promised land

Wisdom drowns below the melting sands

Base forms five for carrion

Starving mouths where all life is gone

Left with senses the betray

For I still feel archaeus now decayed

Chained by ethers a plagued by their laws

I can’t break

Barren wastes.

Once a promised land

Wisdom drowns below the melting sands

Base forms five for carrion

Starving mouths where all life is gone

Dive again!

And live until the end!

Air, how it fights me

Slicing hard against the grain

They run for cover

Get caught in the path — now your prey/

Sustenance hides in the weeds and the dust and the rocks

Blood fills my mouth that I spit at the face of the clock

Chime on!

It inspires.

Sows desire

But we’re breathing the romance of lies

An obsession.

A religion

Lost alone frozen in time

Fly away.

Don’t get caught in the path and become the prey