"Committee Of Buzzards" lyrics

I don't spend too much time in my head
Or I start to lust after the kiss of death

The dope or the rope (The dope or the rope)
The death of the soul (The death of the soul)
The dope or the rope (The dope or the rope)
The death of the soul (The death of the soul)

That committee of buzzards
In the Joshua trees
We saw in the Mojave
Still torment my dreams
I know that they're waiting
They're watching me bleed
I know that they're waiting
They're watching me bleed

I don't spend too much time in my head
Or I start to lust after the kiss of death

That committee of buzzards
In the Joshua trees
We saw in the Mojave
Still torment my dreams

The dope or the rope (The dope or the rope)
The death of the soul (The death of the soul)
The dope or the rope (The dope or the rope)
The death of the soul (The death of the soul)

I know that they're waiting
They're watching me bleed
I know that they're waiting
They're watching me bleed

This house ain't a home (This house ain't a home)
It's just a chalice of blood (It's just a chalice of blood)
A portal for the demon kind
For to summon the Lord

From the abyss, from the abyss, from the abyss
From the abyss, from the abyss, from the abyss

From the Iron City of Dis
The King of Hell and Apocalypse
The son of God roasted at the spit
Welcome the dawn of hatred