Perched upon your throne so high
Giving me the evil eye
One day you'll come crashing down
No longer wearing your filthy crown

Draped in gold
You wish to mould
All creatures to be you
Draped in gold
That crown you hold
Will soon devour you

The power from which you reap
Poor lonely sould you tend to keep
Soon they will flock to kill
Will be their most treausred thrill

Draped in gold
You wish to mould
All creatures to be you
Draped in gold
That crown you hold
Will soon devour you

From head to toe
They're dressed in black
Shooting up their arms with smack
Whispering among the pack
"Shall we stab her in the back?"

Tied upon a pole so high
Looking down and wondering "why?"
Your moulded creatures just like you
Have finally overpowered you

Draped in gold
You wish to mould
All creatured to be you
Draped in gold
That crown you hold
Has finally devoured you


Lyrics submitted by ruben

Vulturesque song meanings
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