Scavengers Of The Damned (Live At The Bottom Lounge, Chicago, IL / January 13, 2009)

"Well I'm Dead! Tell the world" she said.

And the funeral came alive.

I collect every flower sent

from hell down to the fire.

Fall down sick,

I'm not insane.

(i'm feeling oh so full of shame)

Death has come to set us free.

oh, it's up to me

to make you fucking bleed.

We are the scavengers,

scavengers of the damned.

We kill, we're the demons still, in an empty, patterned sky

well good bye,

to the lives i stole.

and the funeral came alive

Fall down sick

I'm not insane

(I'm feeling oh so full of shame)

Death has come to set us free.

oh, it's up to me

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers

scavengers of the damned

oh, it's up to me

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers

scavengers of the damned

If you want love

if you crave death

Define us,

out of the darkness

Oh, it's up to me,

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers,

the scavengers of the damned.

Oh, it's up to me,

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers,

the scavengers of the damned.

Oh, it's up to me,

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers,

the scavengers of the damned.

Oh, it's up to me,

to make you fucking bleed

We are the scavengers,

the scavengers of the damned