Текст песни Lamb of God - Ruin

The knowledge
That seeking
The favor
Of another
Means the murder of self.

This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.

Silence
speeds the
path to
the streams of solace
that run so few and narrow.
Brooks that
babble
the sounds of torture.
You will one day rise
To flood the banks of the chosen.

This is the art of ruin.
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.

I will show you all that I have mastered
Fear. Pain. Hatred. Power.
This is the art of ruin.