You come around, with your hand out Circle your prey till their moment of doubt Pick the bone clean target is dead Once it is over your lies you will spread Picked off the bone Meat left to take Picked off the bone Friendship forsake Take what you can Nothing to offer Part of the plan Everyone suffers Circling closely their moment of doubt You will swoop in, end of a drought Flood gates will open and you will be there Take what you can while they're caught int eh snare Picked off the bone Meat left to take Picked off the bone Friendship forsake Take what you can Nothing to offer Part of the plan Everyone suffers Piece by piece you pull apart Vulture Cleansing flesh becomes an art Vulture Bones are stripped of meat with ease Vulture Vulture taking all they please Watch from afar till the time it was right Deciding to strike the fallen at night Their lowest of lows, just the right time Vulture to feast on the prize in their prime