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