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Follow the Storm
by Jacob Sin
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In the aftermath of tragedy they come with open arms
To embrace those who survived and to lead them into harm
These economic predators bring slaughter to the weak
Steal all that they own and force them out into the streets
I see them circling up overhead
They make their profit off the dead
They follow the storm
Vultures circle when we are torn
And they feast while the bloods still warm
They follow the storm
Scavengers leave no time to mourn
And they feast as they look down on us with scorn
The waters filled with blood now and the sharks are closing in
This feeding frenzy of these parasites will now begin
They target those who are afraid and prey upon their fear
Profit of destruction, this corruption is so clear
I see them circling up in the sky
They'll make their profit when we die
They follow the storm
Vultures circle when we are torn
And they feast while the bloods still warm
They follow the storm
Scavengers leave no time to mourn
And they feast as they look down on us with scorn
In the aftermath of tragedy they come with open arms
To embrace those who survived and to lead them into harm
These economic predators bring slaughter to the weak
Steal all that they own and force them out into the streets
I see them circling up overhead
They make their profit off the dead
They follow the storm
Vultures circle when we are torn
And they feast while the bloods still warm
They follow the storm
Scavengers leave no time to mourn
And they feast as they look down on us with scorn
The waters filled with blood now and the sharks are closing in
This feeding frenzy of these parasites will now begin
They target those who are afraid and prey upon their fear
Profit of destruction, this corruption is so clear
I see them circling up in the sky
They'll make their profit when we die
They follow the storm
Vultures circle when we are torn
And they feast while the bloods still warm
They follow the storm
Scavengers leave no time to mourn
And they feast as they look down on us with scorn
