Purified (remixed & Remastered) Lyrics - Lamb Of God

Can the pestilence within you be bled out 

May I have the honor of this amputation? 

Know that you have made an enemy 

To show you the meaning of indignity 

I live no solely for the pleasure of your slow decay. 

Feel the pain of vengeance burn you, 

Soon you shall know silence. 

With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy. 

I'll show you none. 

Purified by my hand 

In this my world 

It is salvation. 

Your futile existence draws to a close 

A cloak of lies drops. 

The lies drop