Buzzard Fight - Come on, Myling Lyrics

Left for dead, nameless, unknown
Maimed bodies, skulls and scattered bones
Piercing eyes glowing from shadows
Picked apart by the bugs and hungry crows
Come on, Come on Myling
Gather round to sing the demon screams
Your guilt will haunt all your dreams
But not as much as our hatred brings
But what
They don't
Mother f*cking know
Is that
We will
Continue to grow
But what
They don't
Mother f*cking know
Is that
We will
Put you in a
Whole lot sorrow from our creators mistakes
And how such abandonment
Can make a heart break
All we want - is a name and plot to call own
Put rest our haggard skin and bury our crumbled bones
For those of us that were buried under dirty rotten floors
We curse the womb makers who didn't want us anymore
Drinking blood like drunken deranged leach
Just waiting for the heart to breach
All we want - is a name engraved on our headstone
A place to lay our weary head
And rest our forgotten soul
But you left us to fend for ourselves out in the cold
Now we roam this wicked world
In a body that never grows old