Aloft Awaiting [Affairs Of Heirs] lyrics

They circle about continuously

Watching the carcass decay

Awaiting the eventual demise

Grabbing up whatever they can

Each abiding their own time

So each day passing by

Wishing and waiting, hoping

One by one the ritual goes on

Feeding frenzy found frequent

Every falling, an opponent done

Until the last one circles alone

Awaiting the final result

The great prize for predation

A world without concerns

Alone, empty, and waning