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Lamb Of God

Footprints

 

Footprints

(álbum: VII: Sturm Und Drang - 2015)


A human leech, foul you crawl into my field of vision
An empty speech breaking the skin of concentration
Jesus Christ, you make me sick
Bloated and corpulent from disregard, what you discard
Your presence is leaving a scar

Are you ready for the night?
Put you out like the setting sun
Four more words and then I'm done
How the fuck did you think this would end?

A filthy prick, foul parasitic imposition
A dirty trick, a seasonal war of attrition
So thoughtless, you're such a pig
Loaded and indolent, and you assume what you consume
Is other's business to reap and remove

Are you ready for the night?
Put you out like the setting sun
Four more words and then I'm done
A violent need to speak the truth
Tired of bone and long of tooth
Let's be clear you're not welcome here again
How the fuck did you think this would end?

This is where it ends

The swollen fingers of the modern age
The human condition in a gross display
Are covered in the grease of indulgence
Anemic and weak with intemperance
Clutching at the latest distraction
Breeding a most savage reaction

Are you ready for the night?
Put you out like the setting sun
Four more words and then I'm done
(Get. The. Fuck. Out)
A violent need to speak the truth
Tired of bone and long of tooth
Let's be clear you're not wanted here, my friend
How the fuck did you think this would end?
How the fuck did you think this would end?
How the fuck did you think this would end?

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