Lost souls, drowned stones
Sign to keep digging up holes
Red light streets, government creeps
Knocking on your door to get leased
When the tide is turning
Only vultures keep earning
And when the prey is dying
You won’t see them crying
Join the vultures
Fly with the vultures
Eat with the vultures
Sunrise agonized
Nothing left to organize
Red light streets, policeman needs
Knocking on your door to get leased
I know people
With the claws
With the scars
On you
On you
I’m watching you
I´m on you