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They saw a ball of metal and fire fall from the sky,
it fell up there on the hill,
meat for scavengers,
the vultures in a circle are
locating in fatal site,
the vultures in a circle go
today from death... they will feed
The bodies already charred,
some cut into slashes
- they don't seem being human-
Said a wise buzzard.
The vultures in a circle are
no one dares to try the first,
the vultures are admired,
no one expected this to find...
Oh !! twisted metal..
Blood of another color..
Oh the unknown
said a buzzard:
-I'm leaving-
They all followed him with fear, with great fear
A vulture stays,
to see what carrion it scavenges,
it does not fear the difference
on the contrary it reveres it,
a vulture is pecking,
meat that has a special flavor,
the vulture begins to think:
- there in the stars there will be more-
A vulture is pecking,
meat that has a special flavor,
the vulture begins to think:
- there in the stars there will be more-
You fly stars, we are going there...