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VulturesThe darkest embodiment of fearThose who prey on innocenceAnd scavenge for the deadBe afraid because we're doing nothing wrongBe afraid because we're doing what we wantWe all live at the end of a ropeEither climbing or hangingWe all live in fear or in hopeThat you can be sure ofYou will take it to your graveSo little separates this life from deathOur temperance vanishes with a single breathBut just because we will certainly dieDoesnít mean we can't live our livesWe will certainly dieWe will certainly live our livesWe won't be the bait for injusticeThese wings are made to empower usBe afraid because we're doing nothing wrongBe afraid because we're doing what we wantWe are the hawks of the night Aus Songtexte Mania