Lamb of God

Lamb of God - Suffering Bastard lyrics

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Shorn of apocryphal pride, the locks falls predicting strife. Cranium

exposed, denial of aesthetic. Push it a little farther. All of this burnt to

ashes, all of this torn to rags. I don't know what the fuck have I become?

Synapses snapping mortality decimated. Breakdown whiskey shifts hate into

overdrive. Realizing it's murder of the self so clean. Hand reaches out

desecrates impunity. Ripping away foundation's identity replacing with

shame. Transgression mythologized, indiscretions immortalized. Anger

inflamed with dry rot, pushing towards severance. What a bloody mess.

Visiting dark sites unknown, grief lands like a ton of bricks. All of this

burnt to ashes, all of this torn to rags...
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