A bounty on your head
I’m starving for rewards
A taste of seduction
drawn in closer
Keep your friends near
and bleed your enemy’s veins dry
A vial sold to the highest bidder
a bag of silver and a kiss on the cheek
Careful when the cock crows
hang ‘em high in the blistering heat
Scorched earth brings revelations
welcome to the new age of chaos
This is not the promised paradise
culmination of the wounded sound
Stigmata songs scream in the wind
no savior around to mute the sorrow
Cry for me on the cutting board
vultures will be here soon with blades
Razor sharp and laced with poison
another taste of the serpent’s temptation
Just one bite is never enough
you’ll soon return to finish the meal
Juice dripping down your chin
consumed by the lust of knowledge and power
Spread your broken wings to soar
but find now that the sky has fallen
Ash to ash, dust to dust
there is nothing new under a dying sun