Our Babies

I looked into the eyes of my Vulture
And she stared back at me
After a night of making love on the battlefield
We'd seen what we came to see

Bodies splayed and displayed in every way
The earth was a graveyard full of decay
We walked the plains, soared over mountains
The only thing left was my Shame

We adopted Shame, little more than a fledgling
We taught it to eat of the carcasses, to learn Pain
Once introduced they refused to be separated
If Shame was lagging, Pain waited

My Vulture and I were shit for guardians
Out on the frequent drinking and partying
That's when Shame and Pain would really act up
Resurrecting the dead with just a touch

Dead bodies risen who don't give a fuck
Geeked out, tweeked out, nothing but zombies
The earth is now fit to bust
The whole planet is nothing but zombies

My Vulture now looks at me with a maternal look in her eyes
After the rearing of Shame and Pain
She now wants to know why
After sharing in their creation, I still deny

Why do I not claim Shame and Pain
Created by me, they should have my name
My Vulture puts her foot down on this demand
Shame and Pain shall bear my name, "I AM MAN"