Lamb Of God

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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 "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 "Lame" Ringtones to Cell

Whine, whine, whine. How can you afford to throw me those looks when you
haven't pulled the bloody wool from over your eyes yet? How can you say
those things to me when you haven't pulled the boot of the past out of your
mouth? Tepid morals personality set for easy calibration knowledge of
importance paramount. Marooned a suicidal caste deal with isolation grease
the wheels chameleon. Sliding through social strata and yet you still whine.
Your conviction is merely iconographic. I'm so sick of hearing you whine
shut up.

Send "Letter To The Unborn" Ringtones to Cell

[The booklet for this album shows that the song is instrumental, but when you listen to it it's obviously not instrumental.]

I want some hatred on through
This pain to feel you're fading
They say stop be more gentle
It seems I walk this hard trail alone
Come danger take them all
Then throw them at the walls
Lost
Why won't you let me go
What does your father feel
There is no point is your papa not living now
I'm gonna tear off the legs of the one that killed
Me the most powerfull human of all
Woe
I a missing father
An empty role
Why did this immortal good child forget me
Why'd a mans own father blow these
Heartstrings away
Thrice have I called for blood I want the undead child
Why wouldn't fate let this unborn child
Die a wooden blow
Please
Kill
Him

Send "Lamb of God" Ringtones to Cell

I hear voice of many people
I hear a voice like mighty thunder
Singing Hallelujah for the Lord he reigns
Singing Hallelujah for the Lord he reigns

CHORUS:
Lamb of God, Holy
Lord You are Holy
Lamb of God, Holy
You are Holy

So let us be glad, let us rejoice
And let us give honor, glory to the Lord
And may every tribe and every tongue
Gather and sing praises to the Holy One

CHORUS

Send "Lies Of Autumn" Ringtones to Cell

As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper, thoughts turn acrid and curl
like cigarette smoke rising from a butt ground out on my arm. Step into this
decay and experience dissolution. Crucified on a plank of cruelty, crucified
on a plank of apathy to sleep the winter away. Immobile for the cold
duration. Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away.

I just got the news today you were dying,
Hot Damn! We're already partying.
But please, before you have to leave,
Let me tell you a few last things.

Suffer, unto me.
Indulge, my every need.

I don't want to meet you halfway.
I've always despised this fucking place.

Suffer, unto me.
Indulge, my every need.

I'm not offering you my way.
I'm kicking you down the fucking highway.

Get one thing straight from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe it's more time to kill.

Get one thing true from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe it's more time to kill.

I never have and I never will.
I never have and I never will.

Fuck, Your, World, Up.

God Damn!

Your,
Last,
Breath,
I'll take it now.

Your,
Last,
Breath,
I'll take it now.

Your,
Last,
Breath,
I'll rip it away,
And haunt your dreams in your final sleep.

(You can wish in one hand and shit in the other and see which one filled up first
your numbers come up and it sure as hell ain't a lucky one, son.)

Get one thing straight from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe it's more time to kill.

Get one thing straight from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe it's more time to kill.

I never have,
I never will,
Never will.

I never have,
I never will,
Never will.

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 "O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E." Ringtones to Cell

Hate. Falling three feet to the ground.
Face down on the cold floor of a well-oiled SF pigsty I met my one true love.
Feel youth crushed somewhere between concrete and boot,
another victim of the lower hate.
You are not my god. You think this is funny don't you pig?
How the helpless freak squirms beneath our state sanctioned soles,
but what is he laughing at?
There was nothing padded about a wagon full of mace.
Rotator cuff hyper extends behind my back ribs cracking beneath a rain of sticks and heels
falling down like the rain outside.
Oh yeah bitch, I'm gonna remember your face your name your number;
and when I crawl out of this hole I'm going to make you all mine.
Auschwitz Kent State Chi-Town 68 Tianamen Waco.

Send "Pariah" Ringtones to Cell

The sore on the edge of your mouth
it mirrors the ones
on your arm of black tar
you've known the ripping.
I know you don't want to live in the dirt
And I've seen you pissing your condition into the dirt.
you want to know nothing but dirt
you know you can't beat weakness.
Kill the flux...
Stretched to breaking
an obscene canvas
on a stretcher of parasitism.
Know that you've pissed life away
You...
piece of shit
I won't
say your name
but I
will say this
FUCK OFF AND DIE (sooner the better).
You've shot out your eyes
but I'm seeing that
you cannot feel anything of worth.
Know that you've pissed life away,
lost
in your narcotic dreams.
Heart pumping futile shit through your veins.
Why does it bother?
I want to punch in your sunken face and see your dusty blood smear through
the air in a polluted crimson arc,
splattering in a useless pattern on the concrete. Moribund.

Send "Pathetic" Ringtones to Cell

Somewhere between an excuse and a lie
You found something that you believe
So proud, I guess I can't imagine why
Three cheers for what we used to be

Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised.
Sleep-walking the mine field,
Shit talking, it crumbles around you
It come back around

Somewhere between delusion and denial
You'll drown in your own sympathy
Profound, at least you thought so at the time
A ghost of who you used to be

Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised
Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised.
Sleep-walking the mine field,
Shit talking, it crumbles around you
It come back around

Pathetic. Wasted. Souless. Compromised.

Send "Preaching To The Converted" Ringtones to Cell

The Public wants what the public gets. Lazarus himself wouldn't rise into
this world. Decry relativity damned petulant for seeing through a Trojan
horse full of zyklon while Judas' coffers overflow. What? New world
(dis)order is nothing new. Choking on poison air pouring whiskey into
crescent moon lacerations. Time to bite the hand that beats. Teach our
children well, teach them to kill. Global jihad for a thousand years.
Sanctified our blood spills, sutured with commodities. Iron fist in silken
glove ripping away autonomy, replacing with a placebo. Realize that our
wounds will never heal while Judas' coffers overflow.

Send "Poverty-Stricken" Ringtones to Cell

Why the fuck is he poor?
JJ the whore.
Why the fuck does he not have a home?
He needs a comb
That fucker is to poor to own a clock
So he sucks the cock
He does for free
Just to drink up the pee
He walks too slow
When he’s on the go
To another town
He got hit with a coin
Then bit Dom’s groin
JJ the whore
He met with Elliot to smoke some pot
But he can’t afford to get caught
So he went to beg
But tripped on his leg
JJ the whore
He went to Payless
But had no success
This dreadful song made him cower
Ever minute, ever hour
JJ Mellow needs a shower.

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 "Reclamation" Ringtones to Cell

Humanity's a failed experiment
walking the path to extinction
spinning its wheels endlessly
grease them with oil
and uranium

Humanitiy's a failed experiment
walking the path to extinction

The earth will shake and the waters will rise
the elements reclaim what was taken
what was taken

The skyline is set ablaze
with regret
ashes cover a falling
silhouette
The city will reap what it's sewn
and ignite
watching as the city burns
(tonight)

Blindly consuming mass manufactured faith
mankind is a festering parasite

Blindly consuming mass manufactured faith
mankind is a festering parasite
relentlessly draining its host dry
nailing belief to a cross of genocide

The elements reclaim what was taken
what was taken

The skyline is set ablaze
with regret
ashes cover a falling
silhouette
The city will reap what its sewn
and ignite
watching as the city burns
Tonight

Only after the last tree's cut
and the last river poisoned
only after the last fish is caught
will you find that money cannot be eaten

When everything becomes irrelevant
as the sky tears open
fire rains down, fire rains down
the 4th world comes to an end
push the button, light the match
feel the fault lines detach
crosshairs in the evening light
I sit and watch the city burn
Tonight

The city burns tonight

Send "Redneck" Ringtones to Cell

So Goddamn easy to write this,
You make it spill off the page.
So drunk on yourself, self-righteous,
A laughing stock of your own fucking stage.

Oh but I ain't one to call names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass,
You try me.

This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
You try me.

Just one time you got a reason,
But you had nothing to lose.
A blind preacher for the pin-eyed congregation,
It must be easy to loathe.

Oh but I ain't one to call names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass,
You try me.

This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
You try me.

You can tell the same lie a thousand times,
But it never gets any more true.
So close your eyes once more and once more believe,
That they all still believe in you.

Just one time!

This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfuckin' invitation.

Just one time!

This is a motherfuckin' invitation,
Ya' try me.

Just one time!(ya' try me)
Just one time!(ya' try me)

Ya' try me.

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 "Requiem" Ringtones to Cell

Down, chemical sacrament
Blasphemous prayer
Deliver me from this
So serene apocalypse

Just make me fucking numb
Deaf, blind, and fucking dumb
Return to sacred sleep

This could be my requiem
And I'll feel no pain
This could be my requiem
But don't bury me too deep

Drain infected brine
Sickened cesspool shell of mine
Strap up the hands of time
And push the soul into the vein

Just make me fucking numb
Deaf, blind, and fucking dumb
Return to sacred sleep

This could be my requiem
And I'll feel no pain
This could be my requiem
But don't bury me too deep

Sink, suffer, self destruct
Rise, stronger, reconstruct

Dispose, discard, deny

And I will feel no pain

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 "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 "Ruiner" Ringtones to Cell

How light could be our darkest hour? None will be left when they come to
collect their blood debts. All accounts will run dry, a binary vessel full
of nothing but dust. A vicious lust for control has turned us into faceless
pawns for faceless kings, shedding rivers of blood turned the color of lucre
greed. Fiscal commandments impel and we will obey blindly. The fury of the
sun has passed into the hands of men whose hands were already too full of
abused strength and anger, of abused strength and power. Bio-economics
killing again and again.

Send "Salivation" Ringtones to Cell

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
A weight on my back a noose around my neck a clot in my veins a worm in my gut
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.

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.

Send "Salivation" Ringtones to Cell

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
A weight on my back a noose around my neck a clot in my veins a worm in my gut
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.

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.

Send "Set to Fail" Ringtones to Cell

You want to blame me for the way you hate yourself
You think you can find who you are in someone else
Criticize to better your relative positioning
You've got a long way to go

So go and weave your tale of woe Convincing yourself it's all
You're so set to fail
Somewhere you finally lost your way
Only yourself left to betray

A needless hippie repairing you despair
You take great measure to appear like you don't care
The decision and persuasion must Deceit thee properly
You lost it before you began

So go and weave your tale of woe Convincing yourself it's all
You're so set to fail
Somewhere you finally lost your way
Only yourself left to betray
Only yourself left to betray

[SOLO]

So go and weave your tale of woe Convincing yourself it's all
You're so set to fail
Somewhere you finally lost your way
Only yourself left to betray

So go and weave your tale of woe Convincing yourself it's all
You're so set to fail
Somewhere you finally lost your way
Only yourself left to betray
Somewhere you finally lost your way
Only yourself left to betray

POR CAMILA FARIAS PINO