The birds of prey Will watch and wait in silence There is no avoiding What you can't see coming Swirling in the Great Cauldron Meticulous, maniacal monstrosity Until the last bone is picked clean Vultures are the new gods There is no evading When you are frozen with fear Swirling in the Great Cauldron Controlling, constricting, conforming Sized up and broken down Another corpse thrown into the pile Poisoned the promised feast Soiled souls writhe in the ether The warning came, but no one took heed The blade is ready to fall on our necks Black clouds float in a rank atmosphere The warning came, but no one took heed