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 thеy lay

The vultures circle thеir 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