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