SLAUGHTER TO PREVAIL - As The Vultures Circle

Slaughter To Prevail // Misery Sermon // OUT NOW Digitally and on CD/Limited Edition Digi-Pak exclusively at iTunes: CD / Merch: --- US HEADLINING TOUR 2019 9/25 - Pontiac, MI @ Pike Room 9/26 - Covington, KY @ Thompson House 9/27 - Nashville, TN @ The End 9/29 - Indianapolis, IN @ Citadel 9/30 - Frederick, MD @ Cafe 611 10/02 - Brooklyn, NY @ Kingsland 10/03 - Reading, PA @ Reverb 10/04 - Manchester, NH @ Jewel Music Venue 10/05 - Providence, RI @ Alchemy 10/06 - Hartford, CT @ Webster Underground 10/07 - Stanhope, NJ @ Stanhope House 10/08 - Philadelphia, PA @ Voltage Lounge 10/09 - Pittsburgh, PA @ Crafthouse 10/10 - Kent, OH @ The Outpost 10/12 - Richmond, VA @ Canal Club 10/13 - Chesapeake, VA @ Riffhouse Pub 10/15 - Colombia, SC @ New Brookland Tavern 10/16 - Augusta, GA @ Epicenter 10/18 - Margate, FL @ O'Malley's 10/19 - Tampa, FL @ Pegasus Lounge 10/21 - Austin, TX @ Empire Control Room 10/22 - Fort Worth, TX @ Tomcats West 10/24 - Albuquerque, NM @ Launchpad 10/25 - Denver, CO @ Larimer Lounge 10/26 - Colorado Springs, CO @ Black Sheep --- AS THE VULTURES CIRCLE // LYRICS Knowing you are going to die Is a hard thing accepted at first. Laying in a pool of your own fucking blood As the vultures circle over your fucking head... With a bullet in your gut. This is a slow and painful death. Millions of things run through your mind. Too many “what ifs?“ to count. As I lay in a pool of a blood, I can't help but think, Will I be remembered? The answer is; probably not. I try to make it to my feet to no prevail. Everything is going black Everything is going black I think I have died only to wake up As if this is some sort of sick fucking joke. This is not a dream, still bleeding. Still filled with all of this pain. Trying to move my feet, I do not prevail I watch as the vultures circle over my head. Life blurs as I try to make things out. Yelling will do me no good, So I lay and wait for fucking death. I watch as the vultures circle over my head. Yelling will do me no good, so I lay and wait for death. As I lay in a pool of blood, I can't help but think, Will I be remembered? The answer is; probably not. I try to make it to my feet; I do not prevail. Life blurs as I try to make everything out. Yelling will do me no fucking good, So I lay and wait for death. When I die, will I go anywhere? Or am I doomed to sit and fucking rot? -- FOLLOW SUMERIAN FOLLOW SLAUGHTER TO PREVAIL