Lamb Of God

Send "As The Palaces Burn" Ringtones to Cell

The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and RAZE the legacy of their lies
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Towards the day we revolt.
oh, as the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
A shot gun blast into the face of deceit
You'll gain your just reward.
We'll not rest until the purge is complete
You will reap what you've sown.
My redemption lies in your demise.
In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself?
The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself
To know the truth and live in fear of no man.
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Toward the day we revolt.
oh, as the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
My redemption, redemption lies in your demise.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun.
We'll dance as the palaces burn.

Send "Ruin" Ringtones to Cell

The knowledge that seeking the favor of another
Means the murder of self.
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.
Silence speeds the path to the streams of solace that run so few and narrow.
Brooks that babble the sounds of torture the sounds of torture
You will one day rise.
To flood the banks of the chosen.
This is the art of ruin.
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away. (x2)
I will show you all that I have mastered
Fear. Pain. Hatred. Power.
This is the art of ruin.(x3)

Send "Purified" Ringtones to Cell

Can the pestilence within you be bled out
May I have the honor of this amputation?
Know that you have made an enemy
To show you the meaning of indignity
I live now solely for the pleasure of your slow decay.
Feel the pain of vengeance burn you,
Soon you shall know silence.
With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy.
I'll show you none.
Purified by my hand
In this my world
It is salvation.
Your futile existence draws to a close
A cloak of lies drops.
The lies drop.

Send "11th Hour" Ringtones to Cell

The hour of reckoning draws near
Judgment day is here and gone
Sweetly she tucks me into her arms
A liquid embrace to chase the day away
Sedate numb, deaf and dumb
Stumbling into solitude
A clouded judgment day is fueled
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me
So sweetly she sucks away at my time
So sweetly she draws me nigh
Closer and closer towards never ending sleep
Spin the bottle
Kiss only the bottle
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement
Eternal engagement
Never consummated
Never consummated
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me
Destroyer of senses
So take as needed for the pain
Another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again
Take me under your black wings
Jacked up on the taste of self-destruction

Send "For Your Malice" Ringtones to Cell

Welcome home to my reality.
So you taste yourself every time?
bitter must be your pleasure
This your swan song I'll sing for you.
I'll cut the words from your mouth
You'll never speak my name again.
Locked up and sold the fuck out
Don't think you won't see me again.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.
This is a homicide daydream
I won't waste my hate on you.
All that you've claimed not to be
Has now come to define you.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of regret
Twice for your envy
Three times when I take you away.
Turn on my heels
And spit apathy on this bridge you have burnt.
Feast on my own blood
I'll drain myself to sleep.
I'll rise from death to knife this beast
These last regrets the one I keep.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.

Send "Bootscraper" Ringtones to Cell

Watch the broken common man
Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour.
Dirty and sweaty
With just enough to get by.
Calluses on his hands calluses on his soul
Hard-boiled son of a bitch
Scraping away on the down hill grind.
It's a means to an end, a mean end for most.
Death and domestication ends in shattered hopes
Can't see the hand at the other end of the leash.
Turn and bite.
Turn and bite the hand that bleeds you dry.
Throw yourself a bone, no one else will.
Compromise leads to self-loathing
Money the excrement of labor.
And you don't get to keep shit
Except politics and power trips and a bad breath down your neck.
I know
For I have toiled in the halls of the mighty
And not received a teardrop in a bucket.
Motherfuck it.
The world doesn't owe me a thing
But you do (Motherfucker).
So crooked when you die they're ganna have to screw your ass into the ground.
As life slowly unravels
With nothing to show but wasted time and dust
A thousand points of lies falling on the deafened
funeral eardrums of the blind masses.
Rise above, extract your life.
Will you look within
Then turn around and bite?
Day by dayy the mask suffocates your life
Is this any way to live?
No fucking way.

Send "A Devil In God's Country" Ringtones to Cell

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 down 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 to slit.
I've got a job to do
Harsh and unrepentant.
Step back before you're the next to get served
With some Southern hospitality.

Send "In Defense Of Our Good Name" Ringtones to Cell

Returning to solace
So sweet like honeysuckle on the tongue
The sound of silence blesses my ears
Enveloping like the earth I will one day lie in
Metropolis is bad to wither the soul
Roaring concrete and steel washes you in blood.
So let you point and laugh
Provincial ain't so bad.
Take me back down to where I belong
To rust in rivers.
I do not covet any man's life
I know my place all too well
One man's paradise is another man's living hell.
To each their own
Generations ago made this place my own
The roots are deep and strong
Carry them wherever I go.
Never wanted your approval
Never wanted your acceptance
Never wanted to be anything but me
Never wanted to be anywhere but here.
Carry me Southeast bound home
To speak in defense of our good name
Lay me to rest with my kin
In the ground of God's country.
Lash out at any who would smear you with hate
Deify no one, Never crawl ashamed
The past screams injustice on Southern night wind
Whips Manacles Chains Musket balls
A dark history never forgotten
Only misconception remains.
Speak in defense of our good name
The blood of kin grants absolution
I'll join them soon enough in the ground of God's country.
Never wanted your acceptance
Never wanted your approval
Never wanted to be anything but me
Never wanted to be anywhere but here.

Send "Blood Junkie" Ringtones to Cell

A shallow little jackal of a man posing as a hawk.
Conniving opportunist
Lease the blade the gun the bomb in the name of justice.
A violent panacea for what ails the nation
In advancement for the pig.
You'll not wrest the truth from my hands
Eyes never closed clarity.
Clamped down in a grip so tight on ordinary horror.
Peering through a curtain of blood.
Retribution or vengeance it matters not which
As long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of bone his father has built.
Ashes to ashes to the dust
Eaten spiced with ambivalence.
The nation swallows it all whole
Weakened by their collective neck in the noose.
Commerce brings war
Jihad has come to both sides.
Eye for an eye fire for fire
Raining death as the towers crumble.
This will never end.
Left without a choice
By the fiscal elite
War is set in motion by higher powers.
A pissing contest for the unknown.
Left bankrupt we all die inside.
As a couple jumps hand in hand to their death.
Wrapped in swaddling lies and laid in a dumpster
Spoon fed shit doesn't even turn their stomachs.
Gaping mouths yawn for more abuse
Someone needs to tip the nest.
The pig ascends
As I sink deeper
Seething
Waiting for my death.

The pig ascends
As I sink deeper
Seething misanthropic
Waiting for my death.

Send "Vigil" Ringtones to Cell

Our father thy will be done
I have denied this life its worth
I will not be the victim
Sickness to you my master
Heres to getting worse
Hope it kills you faster
Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out
This vigil burns
Until the day our fires overtake you.
Our father we forsake you
Blessed be his name
Nothing now the same
Ask me why I hate
Why I've prayed to see the nation that I love disintegrate
And gladly give my life
The revolution regenerates
In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before for your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue
I defy you to continue
In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before for your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue
Smite the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered

Send "Ashes Of The Wake" Ringtones to Cell

"We killed a lot of innocent civilians
To us every civilian in Baghdad was a terrorist
'THESE FEDAYKEEN are now in civilian clothes' - that makes everybody free game
But if they came within our perimeter, we lit 'em up
And when we would pull the body out, and when we would search the car, we would find nothing
This took place time and time again
No harm, no foul, that's OK, don't worry about it
Because this is a new TYPE of war, this is an eradication...


...I honestly feel we're committing genocide over here
I don't believe in killing civilians, and I'm not going to kill civilians for the United States Marine CORPS..."

Send "Blood of The Scribe" Ringtones to Cell

All of this comes crashing down,
Cornerstone's gone
Sleepless
Hopeless.
No end in sight.
Ink well has run dry, fill it with blood of the scribe.

Rest comes easy, to the guiltless
The vampire laments, as he prays, for the sun.

Doom, despair, tragedy are the tools of the trade.

Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste.
Defile the tomb, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste.
Frayed at the edge, flat lined.
The anvil cracks the hammer,
Relentlessly comes down.
A new pariah is born
Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste.
Defile the tomb, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste.

Chastisement lays you down to sleep, tucks you in with bloody kisses
Gifts of nightmares bitter sweet.

Type A negative shuts me down.
Catch phrase will be death of me.
Is this not what you came to see?
What, are you not entertained?

Climb the walls 'til nails bleed.
Rip the hair, tear the seams, break the glass.
Head in hands, bell tolls endlessly
No end in sight.

Send "Break You" Ringtones to Cell

Endless mornings cut by the dawn razor
Whipping the nightmares to a froth
Endless questions with no answers
No replacement for what's been lost.

Lost

Everything suffocates in the dust of past fortunes squandered
The empire of lies to whom you pandered
Suffer a self-imposed exile, for bitter fruits of denial
In the presence of greatness the humble can only bow.

Frost on the breath of life
Empty of warmth or light
Full of nothing but deprivation

Frost on the breath of life
Empty of warmth or light
for an eternal winter.

Tell me a lie with the best of intentions
Mute in the age of mass communication
Dark days lead to darker nights
Frozen, out of time
It dies for blessed ego, the once mighty laid low.

Frost on the breath of life
Empty of warmth or light
Full of nothing but deprivation
Full of nothing but deprivation
Eternal Winter.

Full of nothing but deprivation
Eternal Winter

You taught me hate, I'll teach you fear
Open the eyes, kill despair
You tried to squeeze the life from me
Son of a bitch, I'm going to break you (x2)

Break you
I'm going to break you

Repeat "break you..."

Break you

Send "Hourglass" Ringtones to Cell

Privileged, a chosen few
Blessed with our time in hell
Witness a divine vision, the day we all fell still.
Rapture of the dying age, a shattered hourglass
Wrath of the warring gods and soon this too shall pass.

It's only getting worse, not worth a moment's regret
Each dawn another curse, every breath a twisting blade
What will be left behind in the ashes of the wake?
An ill wind blows this way, the edge of the envelope burns
Forbearance and my vengance, payment for your intent
Fear and death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace.

(Fear and death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace.)
God forbid you read the signs.
Watch for meaning between the lines
Gehenna has now arrived, no hindsight for the blind.
Your trust has been misplaced, believed the lies told to your face
Became another casualty and now it's too late.

You finally made it home,
Draped in the flag that you fell for.
And so it goes
The ashes of the wake.
It's only getting worse...(x5)

Send "Laid To Rest" Ringtones to Cell

If there was a single day I could live,
A single breath I could take,
I'd trade all the others away.

The bloods on the wall,
So you might as well just admit it.
And bleach out the stains,
Commit to forgetting it.
You're better off empty and blank,
Than left with a single pathetic trace of this..

Smother another failure.
Lay this to rest.
Console yourself, you're better alone,
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck,
Absorb yourself, you're better alone,
Destroy yourself.

I'll chain you to the truth,
For the truth shall set you free,
I'll turn the screws of vengeance,
And bury you with honesty.

I'll make all your dreams come to life,
And slay them as quickly as they came.

Smother another failure.
Lay this to rest.

Console yourself, you're better alone,
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck,
Absorb yourself, you're better alone,
Destroy yourself.

See who gives a fuck!

Failure!

If there was a day I could live,
If there was a single breath I could take,
I'd trade all the others away,
I'd trade all the others away.

Send "Now You've Got Something To Die For" Ringtones to Cell

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, sons and 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

Send "Omerta" Ringtones to Cell

Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If I Die, You are forgiven. If I Live, I will kill you." Such is the Rule of Honor.

Broken the paradigm an example must be set.
Invoke the Siren's song and sign the death warrant.
This is what has been wrought for 30 pieces of silver.
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer.

I am the result, what's better left unspoken.
Violence begins to mend what was broken.
You've been talking, I've been all ears.

Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day.
Words can be broken so can bones, execute the mandate.
Mouth full of dirt your name is removed from the registry.
St. Peter greets with empty eyes then turns and locks the gate.

I am the result, what's better left unspoken.
Violence begins to mend what was broken.
You've been talking, I've been all ears.
Omerta.

Cheaply venal, stupidly verbose.
A slip of the tongue, a slit of the throat.
Six feet under with no marker.
Keep my name from your mouth forever.
Free speech for the living, dead men tell no tales.
Your laughing finger will never point again.
Omerta.
Omerta.
Sing for me now.

Send "One Gun" Ringtones to Cell

The sins of deliverance
The eyes of the patriot fixed through the scope
The unknowing tyrant walks to the rope
Its when martyrs are justiced that martyrs are made
A one-gun salute for the new independence day
They'll hallow your name
They'll hallow your name for your sacrifice
The sins of deliverance

"So let the wicked perish in the presence of God for your sacrifice"

The sins of the father atoned by the son
Confessions of commitment broken
A nail driven for every one
Its when martyrs are justiced that martyrs are made
A one-gun salute for the new independence day
They'll hallow your name
They'll hallow your name for your sacrifice
You are the cause, I am the effect
Created in hatred, a noose for your neck
The eyes of the patriot fixed through the scope
The unknowing tyrant walks to the rope
They'll hallow your name
For your Sacrifice.
They'll hallow your name
Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice.
They'll hallow your name

Send "Remorse Is For The Dead" Ringtones to Cell

The dirty lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain
Too many nights raising hell worked a little all too well.
Constructed a monument to denial and excess
Sunk so low, crawled so far back there's nowhere left to regress.
If these walls could talk, they would tell a horror story
Never-ending winter, violence and infidelity
Shadows fall through broken panes
Careless words that are filled with hate
Just enough to keep it together, never enough to make it work.
All the tongues here are forked.
We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the path of least expectance.
A huge stinking pile of sick.
Pile it higher and higher.
Light the match, start the fire.
Level this place until nothings left and take us with it.
Surroundings are irate.
Crack of dawn brings naught but pain.
Resentment steadily grows.
Laughing in the gallows
Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel.
We are the lucky ones, welcome home
Pile it higher and higher.
Light the match, start the fire.
Level this place until nothings left and take us with it.
Poisoned nerves and bloody antidote
Violence is not an aberration, its a rule.
Dying beyond the pale.
Your beatings will continue until my morale improves.
I don't hate you, I'm just removing an enemy.
Remorse is for the dead
Remorse is for the dead my enemy,
Remorse is for the dead.

Send "The Faded Line" Ringtones to Cell

Witness shame's parade, the pain of blame repaid
It's fucking hopeless
Accusations and denial.
Hopeless... demon of another day
Colorless... stoned, solid grey
Emptiness... of promises I made
So faithless... the tenants long betrayed.
Walk the faded line, cursed crawl of time
Silence, the only promise ever kept.
Familiar touch, a ritual to numb the cut
Salvation in vice
Anguish is realizing what could have been, but never was
It's emptiness that fills the cup
Devotion in the method of my fall.
Pointless...futility continuing
Endless…flowing corrupted vein.
Walk the faded Line, cursed crawl of time (x2)
Silence the only promise ever kept
It's fucking hopeless
Hopeless.(x2)
It's fucking hopeless
Hopeless

Send "What I've Become" Ringtones to Cell

Blank stares from broken men
So withered from the poisons they can't remember when
There were once honest reasons.
It's all the lie, it died a hundred thousand miles ago.
Pretending I'm still here
Justifiy what I've become, sanctify what I've become
Amazing disgrace.. (how) sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
Better lost if this is found, best blinded never to see.
The race to save face, nothing now is what we meant it to be.
Pretending I'm still here.
It's a system now, intertwined.
Take your place in the line to be ground by the gears of the masterpiece.
Betrayal.
Justifiy what I've become, sanctify what I've become
Suffered consequence
It's been so long since any piece of this made any kind of sense.
You anoint the king, I'll burn everything down to ashes.
You giveth, I taketh away.
You giveth, I taketh away.
It's a system now, intertwined.
Take your place in the line to be ground by the gears of the masterpiece.
Betrayal.

Send "Bloodletting" Ringtones to Cell

Archaic methods transfer through well in the face of mass denial. Bitterness
fuels the mode for the escape of mediocrity. Stepping the grate, shattered
nerves ground down to a glass edge carrying me away. Bloodletting a favorite
game of solitaire. A suicide mission destined to fail, a moving ladder to
climb taking me away. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Send "Dimera" Ringtones to Cell

With just a flick of the opal banded finger I will throw you into a
concentric mental decline. I control your elation, I control your
depression. I take as I wish memory, clothed in a raiment noir. (I take you
under my black wing.) I take you under my dark wing and nurture you in hate
to dwell forever in a Maison Blanche. Purity through corruption, who am I to
blame when your basest instincts are realized?

Send "Resurrection #9" Ringtones to Cell

Lay waste torn asunder weak and lost in the past. Obfuscates the self mind,
ripped it away. Cobwebs and motes in the eye of the sun god. I think not,
serpent get thee behind me. Eradicated your somnambulant enigma. This field
has lain fallow, won't erode, won't soak up the sediment from your poisoned
mind. No, I won't soak up your misery, won't soak up your weakness, won't
soak up your banality. Taste vanadium, wide awake realizing what you've
done. Taste the frost, you chose your own death you know that you choose
well. I hate myself but not as much as I hate you. Tear yourself down.

Send "Goatfish" Ringtones to Cell

Ripped out all the options, busted broke still drunk on hubris and the night
before. Mechanically destroying the self, pushing. Annihilate, live in the
vernacular. Deconstruct through alcohol, pacify with the liquid placebo.
Flatline of the cranium, my only wish to destroy. You just met the last
motherfucker who truly does not give a fuck...Goatfish