Lamb of God Purified song 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 now solely for the pleasure

Of your slow decay

Feel the pain of vengeance burn you

Soon you shall know silence, silence

With trembling hands

You'll beg for mercy

I'll show you none

I'll show you none

Purified by my hand

In this my world in this my world

It is salvation

Your futile existence draws to a close

A cloak of lies drops, the lies drop, the lies drop