Lyrics The Vulture - King Raam

The Vulture

The vultures ride the wind
They circle around the killing fields
Intoxicated by the smell of death
Waiting for man to fall…
The eagles soar up high
Guiding spirits who are lost
There is no escape from the fire
Beware the devil is not far…
On a desert highway I left my baby, she’s lying, scorching, screaming the sun
she says
Hold me, Touch me, Love me, Fuck me
In a chapel down in New Orleans she’s on her knees and begging please to
Hold me, Touch me, Love me, Fuck me
There’s a man on the edge who’s ready to jump, he’s had enough but just can’t
stop
Hold me, Touch me, Love me, Fuck me
Give me pleasure or give me pain I’ll believe anything you ever say, just
Hold me, Touch me, Love me, Fuck me
On a desert highway, desert highway
I left my babe
On a desert highway, desert highway
I left my babe
Give me pleasure or give me pain I’ll believe anything you ever say…