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Converging on us

With blood-soaked greed

Scouring the wastelands

On suffering they feed

The scent of death

Draws them near

The leeches take hold

Pick our bones clean

Scavengers

In a sea of human wreckage

Unfortunate souls

Left victim to the plight of man

As the tyranny of man is unleashed upon us all

We're cast into its dismal aftermath

A symptom of our gradual decline

Devouring all these broken lives have left

Beaten and ravaged they lay

The vultures circle their prey

Descending through smoke-filled fires

The vulnerable will not survive

Revel in misery

To bleed us dry

The vermin strike at will

Swift in their attack