Throes of Perdition Trivium

[Verse 1]
Blindfolded and gagged, stood waiting
With the whole world: my firing squad
At the edge of the world, I'm faced out
Staring the sun right in the eye

[Verse 2]
Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill
Excrement drooling down their chins
Atop the cliffs, I look down, into the starving hell-mouth
The rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth

[Pre-Chorus]
Their mouths salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome ending
This world looks down upon
A man who can stand on his own two feet

[Verse 3]
As they're feeding their guns, "Ready, aim"
They say I'll live if I die for their cause
Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool
They fear who leads and will kill to stay still

[Pre-Chorus]
Their mouths salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome ending
This world looks down upon
A man who can stand on his own two feet
Without eating from their claws