Lamb of God Bloodletting song lyrics

Bloodletting

Archaic methods transfer

through well in the face of mass denial.

Bitterness fuels the mode

for the escape of mediocrity.

Stepping the grate, shattered nerves

ground down to a glass edge

carrying me away.

Bloodletting a favorite game of solitaire.

A suicide mission destined to fail,

a moving ladder to climb taking me away.

I wouldn't have it any other way