Lamb of God - Pariah HQ

Details
Title | Lamb of God - Pariah HQ |
Author | Descendingaim |
Duration | 4:25 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=cPwOsjzQRoE |
Description
This song is called Pariah and is done by the band called Lamb of God.
This song is from the album New American Gospel (Remastered, Expanded & Repackaged) 2006.
The album were released by: Prosthetic/SPD 2006.
I own this song by my self in a legaly way. Enjoy
Lamb of God is an American heavy metal band from Richmond, Virginia, formed in 1990. The band was originally known as Burn the Priest and decided to change their name shortly after the release of a self-titled debut album in 1998. Lamb of God consists of vocalist Randy Blythe, guitarists Mark Morton and Willie Adler, bassist John Campbell, and drummer Chris Adler and is a member of the New Wave of American Heavy Metal.
Since its formation, Lamb of God has released six studio albums, one live album, and three DVDs. The band's cumulative sales equal almost two million in the United States. In 2007 the band received a Grammy nomination for their 2006 album Sacrament. Lamb of God has toured with the Ozzfest twice and appeared on Slayer's The Unholy Alliance Tour in 2006. They have also appeared at Download, Soundwave and Gigantour festivals.
Lyrics for Pariah:
The sore on the edge of your mouth it mirrors the ones on your arm of black tar
you've known the ripping.
And I've seen you pissing your condition into the dirt.
I know you don't want to live in the dirt
you want to know nothing but dirt you know you can't beat weakness.
Kill the flux. Stretched to breaking an obscene canvas on a stretcher of parasitism.
You piece of shit I won't say your name but I will say this-
FUCK OFF AND DIE (sooner the better).
You've shot out your eyes but I'm seeing that you cannot feel anything of worth.
Know that you've pissed life away, lost in your narcotic dreams.
Heart pumping futile shit through your veins.
Why does it bother?
I want to punch in your sunken face and see your dusty blood smear through
the air in a polluted crimson arc,
splattering in a useless pattern on the concrete. Moribund.