Vulture Industries
The Tower
It soars
With its massive trunk breaching the clouds
It soars
Its shadow stretches across the land

Its dominion from shore to shore
Its spell creeps in under every door
Its dominion from shore to shore
The tower needs more

Rule number 1
Each man is what he owns
Whether or not one truly exists is a question of having things
Rule number 2
Things have purpose while the only purpose of flesh is to possess them
Rule number 3
What one does not possess it is mandatory to land
Rule number 4
The bond is the marrow of your bones
Rule number 5
Debt is inherent and the birthright of the young

See it rise in the distance
Massive mammoth made of stone
Contorting and expanding
Blood upon brick, brick on bone
And it all leans down
Sloping heavily towards a shattered end on barren grounds

Why did we build it?
Because they hate us
Why do they hate us?
Because we built it

And it all leans down
Sloping heavily towards a shattered end on barren grounds

It soars
With its massive trunk breaching the clouds
It soars
Its shadow stretches across the land

Its dominion from shore to shore
Its spell creeps in under every door
Its dominion from shore to shore
The tower needs!
The tower is more!

As one draws closer to the spire beckoning you
The crookedness straightens out dispelling each trace of doubt
It is perfect in every seam
This divine gracious beam
To the heavens up from the ground, a cable bound
As one reaches further up
Drawing closer to the top
Of that divine gracious beam
So perfect in every seam

One will lose sight of the ground
On ones journey heaven bound
One will lose sight of the ground
While one is heaven bound
While one is heaven bound
While one is heaven bound
While one is heaven bound
While one is heaven bound