Burning bones, ripping flesh. No
thing can stop me
don't follow me; don't blame me
'cause I don't share my world
I live like a mangy dog wandering behind the trenches
Is it my pleasure it's my slavery

I want blood and want it now
Envy is my business
Manipulation, my lifestyle
Corruption guts inside

I am my own vulture
The subject and the object of my experience
The boycott of conscience
Voodoo

Stealing souls, twisting values. No one can save me
Dark forces manipulating my selfish mind
What a superior power can redeem me?
Is it my karma Maybe this is my end

You call me: Criminal
But my greed, visceral
It says I'll burn along
With the whole disgrace

I am my own vulture
The subject and the object of my experience
The boycott of conscience
Voodoo