歌手:Lamb of God
专辑:《Burn the Priest》

With just a flick of the opal banded finger
I will throw you into a concentric mental decline.
I control your elation,
I control your depression.
I take as
I wish memory, clothed in a raiment noir. (I take you under my black wing.)
I take you under my dark wing and nurture you in hate to dwell forever in a
Maison Blanche.
Purity through corruption, who am
I to blame when your basest instincts are realized?