Paroles de Royal Forest

I am a vulture I prey upon those that do not move I am a murder of crows My cloak is long and it always grows My cloak will blot out the sun swallow the ocean I'll come astride that pale horse Whose name you know Every man's got to pay his pound of flesh We all end up in the ground at best And yeah, I got your letters, saying you'll pray for me Because the sun didn't come up yesterday And it had something to do with me And I'll bury you down by the tree Where you used to sit and pray for me