歌手:Lamb of God
专辑:《Burn the Priest》

As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper, thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke rising from a butt ground out on my arm.
Step into this decay and experience dissolution.
Crucified on a plank of cruelty, crucified on a plank of apathy to sleep the winter away.
Immobile for the cold duration.
Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away.