Lamb Of God Lyrics

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Purified Lyrics

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 no 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.