Broken Prey

Converging on us With blood-soaked greed Scouring the wastelands On suffering they feed The scent of death Draws them near The leeches take hold Pick our bones clean Scavengers In a sea of human wreckage Unfortunate souls Left victim to the plight of man As the tyranny of man is unleashed upon us all We're cast into its dismal aftermath A symptom of our gradual decline Devouring all these broken lives have left Beaten and ravaged they lay The vultures circle their prey Descending through smoke-filled fires The vulnerable will not survive Revel in misery To bleed us dry The vermin strike at will Swift in their attack