Well wicked are vultures, and they bake in the canyons
They stain their mouths with blood
Oh, stay with me Arienette
And they soak into silence, and end up together
They long to ring bells of warnin' to tell us that their coming
They act without order in logical lapses
And the sad act like lepers, they stick to the shadows
Then the stalks begin to sway
A cheap watch or locket that kind of gold washes off
Then the silver turns to gray
So that the pure can shut their doors
To collapse and call to them
Until' the wolves are away, yea
And desperate of water, they run down forever
This house holds nothing but the memories
So, don't leave me here with only mirrors watching me
So take my hand, this barren land is alive tonight
And the moon it leaves silver but never sleep
Oh, stay with me Arienette
And the angry are animals senseless and savage
But the wind carries sounds that I can't see from beyond that line
They circle in sunlight and wait for their victims
Oh, the corn has grown stalks that form a wall to hide
And a dark and distant, dark and distant place
