Vultures convening on the body of Christ 

While I desperately wish you were feasting on my flesh 
The grandest marble fountains flow less than this
 
 
God forgives you but the church doesn’t 
Don’t forget that they never will 
So concoct your own plan, you know you want it 
Angels forsake you but the devil still loves you 
Don’t forget that the angels have wills 
So we concocted a plan, to fall in love with 
The world we were stuck living in