Vultures tear flesh from the rotting corpses of those
destined for power
Only to be provisions for the scavengers that are left behind

Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain
Eternally butchered and back where they belong
The dirt absorbs the vital fluids

Draining from the king of the dead
Forked tongues and a million eyes
Watch the sun feast upon his flesh

A parasitic banquet, see him waste away
Collect the lifeless this earth is cleansed
Opportune for a new beginning, his holy creation restored

Victorious wings fill the sky to make sure it is done
Swords still drawn or at their side
Cadavers town limb from limb heaped burned and forgotten

The smoke and the stench of hells legion fills the air
Life returns infection eradicated
Affliction disappears but only for a little while

Transgression can only be held down for so long
But the serpent is home now
Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain

$#&@ for all eternity, where they belong