This is the dawning of the age that is stillborn,
red misty morning of the era ripped and torn.
No silver bullet can shoot it down, no holy water
and no saviour's crown.
The vulture, vulture of fire!
This is the carcass full of hopes and dreams unmet,
descends the darkness, now the raptor tears its flesh.
No silver bullet can shoot it down, no holy water
and no saviour's crown.
The vulture, vulture of fire!
This is hubristic and the legends always fall,
deep and horrific now the piper comes to call.
No silver bullet can shoot it down, no holy water
and no saviour's crown.
The vulture, the vulture,
vulture of fire, vulture of fire.