LAMB OF GOD LYRICS

1. Memento Mori

By the darkest river, beneath the leafless trees
I think I'm drowning, this dream is killing me
(Wake up, wake up... wake up)
In the coldest winter, between the fading lights
I feel I'm falling into a frozen sky
(Wake up, wake up... wake up)
Past the blackest heaven, above the dying stars
I watch me breaking into a million shards
(Wake up, wake up... wake up)
But through the hardest hour, below the cruelest sign
I know I'm waking up from this wretched lie
(Wake up, wake up)
Wake up

A depression fed by overload
False perceptions, the weight of the world
A universe in the palm of your hand
The artifice of endless strands

Distraction flows down an obsessive stream
Rejection grows into oppressive screams

The hardest hour, the cruelest sign
I'm waking up from this wretched lie
I fight it the same, don't waste this day
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Memento mori

The regression of advancing modes
And Imperial corrosive nodes
A prime directive to disconnect
Reclaim yourself and resurrect

Distraction flows down an obsessive stream
Rejection grows into oppressive screams

The hardest hour, the cruelest sign
I'm waking up from this wretched lie
I fight it the same, don't waste this day
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Memento mori

There's too many choices
And I hear their relentless voices
But you've gotta run them out
Return to now and shut it down
Shut it down

A depression fed by overload
False perceptions, the weight of the world
Because there's too many choices
Gotta kill their relentless voices

(Wake up, wake up)
I know I'm waking up from this wretched lie

The hardest hour, the cruelest sign
I'm waking up from this wretched lie
I fight it the same, don't waste this day
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up
Wake up
Memento mori

Memento mori

2. Checkmate

Watch the gears grind off their teeth
The screeching halt machine digging heels in disbelief
Two reactional identities, opposing policies
A bait-and-switch routine

Double-takes and double-speak
Still scripting the facade
Asphyxiate and choke the truth
All hail the money god

Repeat, echo, refrain
It's all the same
So deafening
Repeat, echo, refrain
A consequence
We asked for this
Repeat, echo, refrain
No, never again
The American scream

A coup d'état on full display, a liar's sick charade
A traitor's grand parade
Narcissistic masquerades for those without a say
Systematic disarray

Divide and conquer and close them in
And bury secrets deep
Make America hate again
And bleed the sheep to sleep

Repeat, echo, refrain
It's all the same
So deafening
Repeat, echo, refrain
A consequence
We asked for this
Repeat, echo, refrain
No, never again
The American scream
(Scream)

You try to pick the lesser of
But evil doesn't come in twos
Bellicose and balkanized
A sinking ship of fools

So kiss the hangman as you drop
The rotting corpse of decency
Just another casualty of the American scream
Scream
(The American scream)

Repeat, echo, refrain
It's all the same
So deafening
Repeat, echo, refrain
A consequence
We asked for this
Repeat, echo, refrain
No, never again
The American scream
Never again

3. Gears

You suffer from a manufactured sickness and envy by design
Pre-calculated status and patterns of desire
Accumulation and adoration, built to feed your ostentation
Perpetually unsatisfied, but you never question why

So hang it on the wall of your golden cage
Tell yourself that it means something

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more

Your endless hunger automated, industry defined
A systematic impulse, parametric lines
Subjugation and degradation the blueprint to your annihilation
Your assets personified, a product of the times

So hang a mirror on the wall of your golden cage
Tell yourself that you mean something

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more

So you can't take it with you but you don't use it now
A shallow life to crush you, drive you into the ground
So scared to lose the nothings you acquire
Everything must fall, bones on a pyre

(So scared to lose it all
So scared to lose it all)
Always more
Always more
More and more and more

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more
Always more

4. Reality Bath

Anxious steps every day through the halls of learning
She's watching every corner, she's praying for a warning
She's just a child of eight years old already scared to die
And no one's done a fucking thing but watch the bullets fly

Our nerves are cobwebbed with the dust of atrocity
The deadly daily spectacle erodes humanity
Jaded and desensitized, a spreading apathy
Fast forgotten thoughts and prayers for numbers on a screen
(For numbers on a screen)

Another massacre, another day gone by
Is this the new abnormal?
Pursuing illusions as we turn a blind eye
This is the new abnormal

Anguished steps through the ashes of a blackened plain
He used to walk the jungle there in perfect harmony
He's an old man of eighty years, last of a different world
Progress has wiped his people out, they never will return

Out of sight, out of our minds, four thousand miles away
Our willful ignorance will turn this home into a grave
The air is getting thinner, our lungs are set ablaze
We've consumed ourselves to death, catastrophe
(More numbers on a screen)

Another massacre, another day gone by
Is this the new abnormal?
Pursuing illusions as we turn a blind eye
This is the new abnormal

Slip so easily into dull indifference
When horror has been normalized, a cynical defense
But I can't sit there silently and watch it all go by
The strongest hearts will raise their voice against the murderous tide
(No!) No! It can't go on like this
Millions of voices echo in the darkness, screaming
No! (No!) I won't accept this
The faint of heart will fall in line but I will not submit

Another massacre, another day gone by
Is this the new abnormal?
Pursuing illusions as we turn a blind eye
This is the new abnormal

(More numbers on a screen)
Reject the new abnormal

5. New Colossal Hate

The mother of exiles stands there weeping
As her children tear themselves apart
Knives are out, her thoughts are bleeding
Blood runs down her welcoming arms
Her feral brood has turned neglectful
The chains she broke are rusting closed
Imprisoned lightning burns forgetful
Spoiled blind to the light that she holds

Lash the tired and kill the poor
The huddled masses ram the door

The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Hate arises

Like brazen giants with conquering limbs
The herd manifesting all that she despised
Childish amnesia born of privilege
Selfish mob commits matricide
Her mild gaze gone stern, fire in her eyes
Watching her dreams turn into dust
The beacon dropped, her hand raised up to strike
Cast them homeless into the tempest

Lash the tired and kill the poor
The coddled masses slam the golden door

The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
A dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Hate arises

Broken hope

The melting pot is melting down
A pool of slag on poisoned ground
Choking from the venom's sting
Pull the fangs, let freedom ring
(Let freedom ring)

The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
A dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Hate arises
Hate arises

6. Resurrection Man

I was born in a cemetery
And learned to walk on skulls and bones
Was taught to speak by the living dead
And raised beneath a funeral moon

Horror stories, talking heads
Segregate the living dead
The living dead

I'm a shadow on your brightest dreams
A horse for Baron Samedi
Pure voodoo, economic hell
I've come to pick your carcass clean

Horror stories, talking heads
Segregate the living dead, oh!
Horror stories, talking heads
Shilling for the thoroughbreds
Racial strife and rising debts
Segregate the living dead

I'm the resurrection man
A jackal in a three-piece suit
Death and taxes for the damned
Brought to heel beneath my boot
So chase that carrot straight to hell
The status that you're dying for
And decorate your coffin well
The system is a graveyard

I'm Loki in the counting room
Trickle-down narcotic doom
Superfunds for cancer towns
The bottom line is six feet down

(I'm gonna bury you
I'm gonna bury you)
In barren ground
Six feet down

Horror stories, talking heads
The living dead
I'm gonna bury you
Barren ground

7. Poison Dream

[feat. Jamey Jasta]

Monsters have run inside of me
From my birth on sour ground
Demons swimming my bloodstream
Festering without a sound

Dead inside
You are the bull
Dead inside
They lulled to sleep
Dead inside
Struck colorblind
Can't see red through the green

A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream

Toxic temple and polluted bliss
Residuals for evil men
I never had a choice in this
Sacrificed for their profit

Dead inside
Will you pray
Dead inside
Or will you fight?
Dead inside
There's no one for us
But us in this toxic life

A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream

Rage inside this poisoned dream

Because you're not a human being, just a fine to be paid
Just the cost of doing business in their cancerous trade
More collateral damage to be swept away
A footnote in the story of their moral decay

Know you'll never find compassion in their empty souls
From their ravenous eyes to their corrupted bones
Life means nothing to them as our history shows
Endless chemical warfare waged on our homes

Dead inside
You are the bull
Dead inside
Awake from sleep
Open your eyes
Gouge the heart of their greed

A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream

We're at war, war, war
In this poisoned dream

8. Routes

[feat. Chuck Billy]

A black snake beneath the ground
Extinction dripping from his mouth
Poisons water, hearts of men
Who choke the sky and rape the land
A legacy of endless greed
And manifested destiny
Draws a map of stolen names
The truth is known but nothing's changed

But on the bitter winds, we fly
(I come to you, I come to you)
To where the seven fires burn, we ride
(To stand with you, to stand with you)

A hundred years and more have passed
Since blood was spilled that greased the grass
Across the river hired guns
Are standing on a hill of bones
They built a deadly liquid road
A deed to that which can't be owned
Beneath the eyes of iron hawks
I stand with those who won't be bought

Yes on the bitter winds, we fly
(I come to you, I come to you)
To where the seven fires burn, we ride
(To stand with you, to stand with you) (We ride)

A black snake beneath the ground
Extinction dripping from his mouth
Poisons water, hearts of men
Who choke the sky and rape the land

To the sky, voices singing
On and on, never ending
In the night, drums are beating
On and on, never ending

9. Bloodshot Eyes

I know a place under the sun
Where my memories of you will burn
You'll be too easy to forget

Erased by the light, you'll never cast a shadow
A ghost on the wind, it's like I never knew you
I burnt that bridge down to the ground
I'm on the other side

I'd say it's all your fault but we know that's not true
Still, I don't care enough to make it up to you

Bloodshot eyes and wasted time
You're everything I left behind
I won't reconcile, you've lost your mind
I'm leaving you behind
Bloodshot

A sad cliché of love and hate
Deserving everything we get
Not worth a moment of regret

I open my eyes and see the dream is long dead
I turned my back and quit the war in my head
I left our Eden dead and to the weeds
So tired of wasting time

I'd say there's still a chance but we know that's not true
I'm never coming back to suffer there with you

Bloodshot eyes and wasted time
You're everything I left behind
I won't reconcile, you've lost your mind
I'm leaving you behind
Bloodshot

(Bloodshot eyes)

I don't give a fuck what you have to say
I cut my losses and I walked away
I don't give a fuck about what you have to say
You don't matter at all
You're nothing to me

Bloodshot eyes and wasted time
You're everything I left behind
I won't reconcile, you've lost your mind
I'm leaving you behind
Bloodshot eyes

I'd say it's all your fault but we know that's not true
I don't give a fuck about what you have to say
Bloodshot eyes
Still, I don't care enough to make it up to you
Bloodshot

10. On The Hook

A dead silver spoon with needles in his skin
Rode a pale horse down from Afghanistan
Tears in the suburbs, mothers praying for their damned
Death has crept into their zone of the promised land

But just before each plague
The clearest prophecies
Pandora's box in backwoods pharmacies
A contract to die

Prescription for a homicide
A generation on the hook
Addicted and commodified
Prescription for a homicide

Narcotic economics for the miner's sons
The seams went bust so long ago with nowhere else to turn
Strip mine the veins, drill the abscess dry
Incentives for the architects of their genocide

We've seen this all before
In a different shade
The Dark Alliance shifts to the modern age
A contract to die

Prescription for a homicide
A generation on the hook
Addicted and commodified
Prescription for a homicide
Prescription for a homicide
They're never worth a second look
Addicted and commodified
Your prescription for a homicide

A contract to die
A contract to die
A contract to die
A contract to die
Die, die, die, die

Hippocratic hypocrites
Breaking oaths and cashing checks
Wrote an ocean's worth of ink
Scripting a nation's disease
A systematic business plan
To broker death, increase demand
So flood the ghetto and starve the hills
Kill them all with crack and pills

Kill them all
Kill them all

(Vietnam, Iran-Contra, Park Avenue, OxyContin)







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