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Lamb Of God lyrics

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A Devil in God's Country

Down south soldier
Third world soldier
My vengeance will be swift and terrible
Many will die.
I am the distance between two points
Forgotten. A Void.
I dig holes brother.
Well, I've got a bone to pick
And a nerve to pluck
A skin to get under
And a home to wreck.
I've got ends to meet
So I've got a job to do.
Acrimonious and sanctified
Call me what you will.
Stick to your guns
The difference is mine are loaded.
Taste the sting of your arrogance
Stuck in this screeching bitch called life
Drop the coins and send you to Charon.
I will have my vengeance
In this life or the next.
Well, I've got a sucker to punch
And a back to stab
A head to kick in
And a throat to toslit.
I've got a job to do
Harsh and unrepentant.
Step back before you're the next to get served
With some Southern hospitality.

Beating on Death's door

She's a slack one, born of greed
Speaking endless words, long and empty
A begger who still wants to choose
A dethroned queen still demands her due
If you want something for nothing you take what you get
A virgin whore in a dirty wedding dress

Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for

There's a blood stain on the ceiling
But you're the only duck in the shooting gallery
Trying to look out a bricked-in window
Your destiny lies in the alley below
Trying to see yourself in a shattered mirror
When all else failes, she holds you with broken arms
There's poison in her veins, but the bitch comes for free
A quick fix for all that you think that you need

Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for
The patron saint of fools answers all your requests
She's all yours now, so deal with it.

There's no shoulder left to cry wolf on
You're tied in knots that can't be undone
No more warnings will fall on deaf ears
You lied too many times now no one cares
No one cares

An empty promise with a heart of tin
Her crooked smile beguiles and it draws you within
The hope for something more, all that you wish for
A kick to the head and a boot to the door
Chasing a dragon in a lady's clothes
A paper trail ends in choking smoke
But you know that you lit the match yourself
Play the burning cards that you dealt

Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for
The patron saint of fools answers all your requests
She's all yours now, so deal with it.

Broken.

Now You've Got Something To Die For

Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for.
Infidel, Imperial.
Lust for blood, a blind crusade,
Apocalyptic, we count the days.

Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree,
Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine.
Army of liberation, gunpoint indoctrination,
The fires of sedation,
Fulfill the prophecy.
Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for.
Send the children to the fire, send the daughters stack the pyre,
Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day,
Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy,
Apocalyptic, we count the days.

We'll never get out of this hole, until we've dug our own grave,
And drag the rest down with us, the burning home of the brave,
Burn.
Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for.

Salivation

Smothered under your affection, solitude an acquisition, symbiosis turned
parasitic. Now I'm starting to regret this, dying to be alone. Bleed me as
I'm dying to be alone. A weight on my back a noose around my neck a clot in
my veins a worm in my gut all this and more are you. Please leave me alone.
I can't breathe air from your mouth I can't move in your embrace I need a
void in my life but you've taken all the nothing.

Black Label

The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
Inanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized of solitude that I should decend into autonomy
and know the pain of fellowship no more.
I feel nothing but a lack of space.
Paradox of socialization results in duress.
Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
Humanity. Exterminate with extreme predjudice.

Foot To the Throat

Virginia death threat, Virginia creeper vine.
The hands that feed intent, choke the purpose of this time.
Take all that you can give, and i will make it mine
No care for what you've spent, even fool's gold has it's shine

Never held down, never restrainted.
Virtue's foot to the throat,
free of broken chains.
Thus always to tyrants,
Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray.

And in this Commonwealth,
There's merely a common concer for self.
We hold these lies to be self-evident,
As the dividends will reflect.
And in this Commonwealth,
There's merely a common concern for self.
The coffers have long run dry

Never held down, never restrainted.
Virtue's foot to the throat,
free of broken chains.
Thus always to tyrants,
Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray.

Like a bull in a China shop,
But the shelves have all been cleared.
A thief in an empty vault,
The sheep already sheared
A screen door on a submarine,
An eagle with a broken wing,
Hope in a dead man's dream,
The sound of a bell
that will never ring

You're just wasting time