Purified lyrics

Can the pestilence within' you be bled out?

May I have the honour 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

• Artist:Lamb of God
• Album:As the Palaces Burn