Crows Feast upon Your Carcass Lyrics

From the vile amounts of pain across this land
The dismay that has covered the complex
Splattered human chunks flood these streets
The sound of feathered wings clapping in the distance arriving in groups to the scene of a destroyed body
The remainder of what is left in me, making the entry-level rupture an uncontrollable urge to withdraw from my string of murders
The sound of feathered wings clapping in the distance arriving in groups to the scene of a destroyed body
The only sound that is heard now