Clutch - Scavengers lyrics

Behind the surgeon's tent
Muzzles at the door wait for the scraps
Growl for more under the shadow
Talon and threat the crown of creation
Victim of fleeces and ichor up to his neck

So say the chorus of predator drones
Cower as savages, fight over bones
Campfires cool under violet skies
One by one the scavengers rise

The trenches are filled stones are laid
The ledger runs black the wagon man is paid
Outside the surgeon's tent
There's a look in their eyes
And the crown of creation
Is more than happy to oblige

So say the chorus of predator drones
Cower as savages, fight over bones
Campfires cool under violet skies
One by one the scavengers rise

Will you accompany me to Manassas
And watch the show?
Perch on the picket, stretch out our wings
Watch the whole thing unfold?
See how they leave their standards and run
With pieces of country and gods?
When they are dust it's just between
Us, the shovel, the vulture, the dogs