Vultures Of North
Do you feel it, in the marrow, in the bone throne?
You'll never know what our bones are made of
Now look up to the sky and observe
The vultures of north, they'll come
Drinking blood
Now only to satisfy
Our mouths
More hunger, the hungrier
You'll see what
I meant by the warnings
We are here we are now, we're in orbit
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers
Beware of the antlers
Beware of the end
You'll feel it, in the matter, this cyclone
You'll see it, the predator in final form
Menace awaits from what we create
We are here we are now, we're in orbit
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers
Beware of the antlers
These antlers will cut us free
In here, we'll be free
The blood-soaked teeth
Immortal lands
Enter now, friend, and you'll see
What we're made of, from where we come from
Last in line
But everlasting armies
Under banners of the antlers
The bad omens becoming
Warm heat sources
Ourselves for this cold that is coming
The fear of darkness
Sets the primal mind in motion
We'll protect the herd from outside forces
At the edge of insanity
We'll adapt into being the hunter
Roam this land, son
We'll be rising the flag of the antlers
Beware of the antlers
Beware of the end
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers
It's in the blood
The underdog
The undertow
Beware of the antlers