Inevitable Silence Lyrics

Like vultures they circle,
around his cold bed.
Laid out already, empty eyes, Waiting, praying.
The vultures pray for quiet, and forsake their own.
Scared of their inevitable silence.
Collapsed, fitted with blood
Flooding towards,
feeding what grows inside,
as he draws the last breath.
People wait, holding on their own,
Taking over from the inside.
Taking over, Growing older,
Spreading further, People wait for.
Taking over, Growing older,
spreading further towards.
Turning over, The end is closer;
the reaper waits for the death rattle.
Shaking, waiting for, the needle p****.
When the demons come
And carry you away.
When the demons come, to carry you away.
Forsaken, left to bleed,
living life afraid.
Leaving life afraid.
Leaving life afraid.
Leaving life afraid.
Leaving life afraid.