As the Vultures Circle
Those Who Lie Beneath Lyrics


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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.

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 TO 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?

Overall Meaning

The song As the Vultures Circle by Those Who Lie Beneath depicts the thoughts and emotions of a person in their dying moments. The person is laying in a pool of their own blood, with a bullet in their gut, and vultures circling above them waiting for their death. The person reflects on their life and wonders if they will be remembered after they die. They also question the existence of an afterlife, pondering whether they will go anywhere or just rot.


The lyrics capture the raw emotions and thoughts that commonly occur when facing the end of our lives. The fear of dying, the regret of not doing more in life, the hope of being remembered, and the uncertainty of what will happen after death. The song's title and chorus, "As the Vultures Circle," adds to the haunting and eerie atmosphere of the song, reminding us of the inevitability of death.


In sum, As the Vultures Circle by Those Who Lie Beneath is a powerful and emotive song that reminds us of the fragility of life and the inevitability of death. It encapsulates the fears and uncertainties we all have about our mortality.


Line by Line Meaning

Knowing you are going to die is a hard thing accepted at first.
It's difficult to accept the fact that you're going to die.


Laying in a pool of your own fucking blood, As the vultures circle over your fucking head.
You're lying in a pool of blood and vultures are circling above you.


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.
You have a bullet in your gut and you're dying slowly and painfully. You're thinking about many things and there are too many "what ifs?" to count.


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 to no prevail. Everything is going black.
You're lying in a pool of blood and wondering if you'll be remembered. You try to stand up but you can't. You're losing consciousness.


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 TO MY FEET, I DO NOT PREVAIL.
You think you've died but wake up and feel like it's some kind of bad joke. You're not dreaming and you're still bleeding and in pain. You try to stand up but you can't.


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.
You watch as the vultures circle above you and everything starts to blur. There's no point in yelling, so you lie down and wait to die.


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.
You continue to watch the vultures circle above you and there's still no point in yelling. You're still lying in a pool of blood and thinking about your legacy. You try to stand up again but can't. Everything becomes blurry and you're left to wait for death.


When I die, will I go anywhere? Or am I doomed to sit and fucking rot?
You're wondering what happens when you die - will you go somewhere or just rot away?




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Luis Serna

hell yes!!!!!

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