The Vultures Are Waiting To Pick Yr Bones by Black Nail Lyrics

This is the breakthrough
I have forced it in motion
The outline of a body
The purging of my humanity
With another shot to the head
I begged for it
I taste the metal
I face the consequence
I'll be the murder scene
I'll let you carve into me
Moving further past sanity
Immerse yourself in every artery
Put me back into place
In the ground beneath your feet
Every nerve has been severed
But I'm still feeling all of it
(All of it)