Lamb Of God - VII: Sturm Und Drang (Full Album)

Lyrics to VII: Sturm Und Drang (Full Album) by Lamb Of God

Tracklist: 01. Still Echoes A thousand heads cut clean across their necks right down the hall from me. The reich's relentless blade, thirsty and shining red still echoes of their screams. This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists A shameful house of doom A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth. A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled. To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father. They just bowed their heads. They meekly did their time Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles Forever occupied, folded the crimson star, The rabbits turned to jackals This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists A shameful house of doom A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth. A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled. To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father. They just bowed their heads. Soviet hangover, eastern bloc. And dirty money still flows through locks. A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers Restrained but there's no resistence here. Southeast Asia in a Euro cellblock. Saigon's children conceal what they've got. The opium trail runs west through here. They're selling disease to erase all your fears. A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled. To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father. They just bowed their heads. I won't bow my head. 02. Erase This Justify, a means to an ending only just beginning To legitimize the conflict that's rendering the Interaction so useless Futility defined, watching you wait for the stars to align So clueless, so simple it should be a crime And I can't bring myself to save you this time Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite, Woeful irrelevance So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence For what it's worth, it was over before it began Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands Victimize, cast off, forgotten daughter, play the martyr So they sympathize with your condition and your position It's strategic how your misfortune became so fortunate Oh, it must be torture keeping up with it Consider me disengaged and find a better character For your stage only ever more, still keeping the score, is there Enough for you Keep one thing for sure, stay pure saboteur, it's Simply what you do For what it's worth, it was over before it began Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands Erase this, replace this with something you have hope in Severe all ties that bind, the circle will be broken Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite, Woeful irrelevance So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence For what it's worth, it was over before it began Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands 03. 512 Six bars laid across the sky Four empty walls to fill the time one careless word, you lose your life A grave new world awaits inside. Lycanthropic survival instincts Embrace the beast and shun the weak Awake the primal one that sleeps inside Or feel the shiv(er) running through your spine. The time is slipping by no peace in sight But the teeth of time still hold their bite. My hands are painted red My future's painted black I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else My hands are painted red. Schizophrenic amnesia Bid goodbye to all you knew and loved Forget the only life that you knew outside They bought the ticket, now you take the ride. The time is slipping by no peace in sight But the teeth of time still hold their bite. My hands are painted red My future's painted black I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else My hands are painted red. Another number quickly learns the rules A hidden burner waits to point at you A subtle gesture and you're ventilated Talk isn't cheap here, bleed out in payment. Six bars laid across the sky Four empty walls to fill the time. My hands are painted red My future's painted black I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else My hands are painted red. 04. Embers [feat. Chino Moreno] Gather the bones and lay them in the sun in Patterns that capture the eye No one could know, display for everyone the holes in our souls we despise Timber and stones monumental, remnants frozen in time Carried alone the burden, knowing it was all we could do to survive only embers remain Refusing to fade There's still light to find our way only embers remain Black turning to gray There's still light to find our way only embers remain Scatter the dust, what we once held in our hand Seems was never at all Gone in a gust, not ours to understand, an agony perpetual Holding my breath and close my eyes, for a second I can see you again Motionless, like that day we lost who we both Should have been only embers remain Refusing to fade There's still light to find our way only embers remain Black turning to gray There's still light to find our way only embers... I've been staring at her lying still for so long (she's so still) Waiting for this endless night to color into dawn (It's never ending) But it's never lifting, always shifting No one can breathe It holds me under, and this drags you down (It drags you down) This breaks what was made one into two 05. Footprints 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? 06. Overlord You never proved me anything but right Your rue surprises. Consistency, defied An overwhelming sense of predictability I don't say we slide into mediocrity Another day... Spent buried in the shadow of your doubt Always the same... But still you refuse to figure out You will destroy you Distorted, tore yourself in two Your will absorbed you You can't ignore you anymore A new time of declaration of distress Strife, misery, and the pursuit of unhappiness Endless complaining, no accountability No reek of privilege and weightless tragedy Another day... Spent buried in the shadow of your doubt Always the same... But still you refuse to figure out You will destroy you Distorted, tore yourself in two Your will absorbed you You can't ignore you anymore Cry over the silken pillow Clipped wings beneath a crooked halo A perfect child who never looks at the mirror Right in your face, but not any clearer A problem hidden in plain view... Is staring right back at... YOU!!!! All the world's a stage... But you are the only player A black hole in the center of the universe A dark cloud of despair Caught in an endless rut A crisis without solution Someone should stitch your mouth shut... And solve your fucking problem Strife! Another day in misery Always the same Strife! Another day in misery Always the same You will destroy you Distorted, tore yourself in two Your will absorbed you You can't ignore you anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore!!! Anymore!!! 07. Anthropoid Arrogance mounted on a poison steed Hangman swings from a rope of conceit Pale horse runs septic through his veins For I am the end of all his days A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator A superior man, I will bleed the butcher dry In the underground I live, I fight, I die I will rust the iron heart I will crush the death head's march A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross we're bound to die I'm ready Because I am what you are too afraid to be We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator I live I fight I die 08. Engage The Fear Machine Here we go again, the world is coming to an end Engage the fear machine and collect the dividends That's it, you filthy monkeys, Keep your eyes on the bright and shiny Just for you, a brand new-and-improved catastrophe Pure-bred Pavlov, primetime apocalypse Hit the panic button and reap the bloody benefits Paranoia writes the checks Strung out like a marionette A hole in the sky, a hole in your head It's business as usual We're bringing you disaster in high-def once again, my friends: the world is coming to an end No empty threat this time, so let the witch hunts begin The sky is falling, seal the boarders, heighten the anxiety A steady diet of hysteria shapes history Pure-bred Pavlov, primetime apocalypse Hit the panic button and reap the bloody benefits Paranoia writes the checks Strung out like a marionette A hole in the sky, a hole in your head It's business as usual We're bringing you disaster in high-def Stream the latest threat from the limelight economists Fabricated peril from contagion to communists Fear delivered to your door by racketeers and strategists Another advertisement war sold by the media terrorists Paranoia writes the checks Strung out like a marionette A hole in the sky, a hole in your head It's business as usual We're bringing you disaster in high-def 09. Delusion Pandemic Allocate your future to the delegates Relegate your muses to the surrogates Long green apron stings that end in hooks Sunk deep, written off, and on the books Ripped off, a weak derivate culture Disposable, nothing's built to last Whipped dogs, a bleak cognitive future Ineptitude is reaching critical mass A generation of mockingbirds You are being herded by the wolves A generation of mockingbirds Feeding yourself to the wolves This is the rise of our demise Fucked up and uncivilized This is the rise of our demise You paint a target right between your eyes Collateral damage in the aggregates Structural analysis of duplicates Errors of illusion, clouded perspectives Terrorized delusions and end game objectives Locked out, a stiff tactical suture A victim complex now reality Blocked ground, a swift statistical maneuver Persecution of the self-made weak A generation of mockingbirds You are being herded by the wolves A generation of mockingbirds Feeding yourself to the wolves This is the rise of our demise Fucked up and uncivilized This is the rise of our demise You paint a target right between your eyes It's imminent, the rise of your demise Sink or swim It's all around, the rise of your demise Sink or swim 10. Torches [feat. Greg Puciato] In the howl of the empty wind The invisible flame As the mouth of injustice grins Fire runs through my veins The soul of the nation slowly withers As the spring lays crushed beneath the hammer My vision sears the crowded square This routed place I choose to expire As the steel in my nerve sets in I carry the cries In my end a new world begins It's not me who dies You're all on the brink of compromise Mass concessions in defeated eyes A terrible kindness to break the thrall I strike the match And let it fall Oppression, injustice, self-immolation I am the inferno I am legion Some run screaming Some sit silently An agonizing gift of charred humanity My footsteps They will echo through eternity A seismic scorching outcry of indignity I write my blackened name, carved into the wind I fill your hearts with rage I leave you ash and legend Fire runs through my veins Oppression, injustice, self-immolation I am the inferno I am legion 11. Wine & Piss [deluxe edition bonus] 12. Nightmare Seeker (The Little Red House) [deluxe edition bonus]