Footprints - Lamb Of God

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

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

Bleeding 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?

How the fuck did you think this would end?

How the fuck did you think this would end?