The Church

Verse1:
I sit ever so beautiful color glass shattered windows
When crowds enter me hopefully I enter their souls
And just cause they are in me don't mean that their saved
But only the pure of heart shall no longer be slaves
My yardmen keep my landscape so nice
In order for me to operate there's a reasonable price
Just 10 percent of your weekly check
The almighty will gracefully pay you back

Chorus:
I'm the church, where souls flee
Because they want to get away from a world of extremes
They want to mend back together their souls
And die in christ when their body gets old

The church

The church

They want to mend back together their souls
And die in christ when their body gets old

They want to mend back together their souls
And die in christ when their body gets old

They want to
They want
They