كلمات The Crows Are Hungry

I'll be watching and waiting on the side That's where you want me, I'll wear my big fake smile Go on ahead and use your so-call intellect, but you'll never last Collect the arrows and knives, you will never stand a chance There's a grave waiting for you on the other side Your riches are meaningless, you influence won't work I'll be watching and laughing on the side That's where you want me, I'll draw a big fake smile When you're crawling, when your intellect destroys you When the crows pluck out your eyes - how your influence betrays you Go on ahead it's worth your arrogance, go and get the prize Your grave on the other side They are watching, hovering above, waiting for you to fall and give up You're no loss - good riddance