| 歌曲 | Swarm of Vultures |
| 歌手 | Aura Noir |
| 专辑 | Deep Tracts of Hell |
| Come swarm with me, come grind the carver. | |
| Come paw the skin, come slay the harvest. | |
| Come lick the sky, come reach the heavens. | |
| Each grain of flesh, each drop of pleasures. | |
| The dustcloud of our lust, | |
| Redeemed in hate. | |
| Deodorize our claws of rot. | |
| Wash them clean of taste. | |
| ...And we swarm towards the sun or the creedence of it. | |
| ...And we whip the sky for blessings or for the joy of it. |