Hospice

Unable to fulfill your given prophecy
Ruler of the sky, but now the scavengers feed
Killing any hope you had a chance to be
The vultures are circling sanctum hospice
Born as a great beast to reign over the sky
But your power now fails as you’re clinging onto life
New world vultures, wait for you to die
As a final dying light, keeps the phoenix flames alive
But you’re running out of time
Vultures without solace, circle sanctum hospice
Feathers shed and your flight path blocked from life and death
You stoked your flame with evil fires
Abused your power, which became defiled
‘til your demise
Stranded in the desert at war with death
Scavengers feast at your festered flesh
Picked your bones finding only dust
The door to this existence now shut
In the ashes, your filth won’t die
The door will open and phoenix flames will burn again