Heart of Homs Lyrics
shadows of vultures
swim in circles
their eyes
never glance
at fallen heroes
whose souls overflow
with life
eyes of vultures turn instead
to feast on the souls of wicked men
beasts who can teach
the devil a thing or two
their classrooms
are street tombs for the dead
where the smell of bread
is paradise
there is so much death here
yet we
have never been
so alive