Key of E Minor B Standard Tuning [Verse 1] We soar through the air, Yet we feed on the ground, With a keener sense for death, Than any vulture around. [Verse 2] Some say that we carry souls, Though maybe that’s not true, And even if it were so, The soul we carry today may not be you. [Verse 3] We’ve been to every battle, Since the dawn of humankind, Maybe we just found a good meal... After all, the dead don’t mind. [Verse 4] We clean up your wasted life, It’s a job we know so well, For you humans shed your blood, Wherever you choose to dwell. [musical interlude] [Chorus] So remember, my dear, The next time we circle above, We are not inherently evil— We’re just misunderstood. [OUTRO haunting cello deep solo]
