Visitation

The path I set out on took a turn When the axis shifted This is not the life I envisioned What's done is done The crime is committed Now the beast has come home to roost He returns with blood on his hands Caught in the trap of meeting The laws of supply and reprimand My blood is boiling I can't feel my own skin Though I can see it crawling Can't expose all these sins But I can see them falling There's no escape from building tension The pressure valve has been refitted A lost plot in constant revision A rising storm that's never abated You can't know enough 'til too much The envelope is decimated Too far gone now to reverse my course and be subjugated And my blood keeps boiling I can't feel my own skin Though I can see it crawling Can't expose all these sins But I can see them falling down This is a labor of hate Falling down This is a labor of hate Falling down This is how I choose to survive The only way I know to exist The road is hard the cost is high But I was built for this But I was built for this My labor of hate I can't feel my own skin Though I can see it crawling Can't expose all these sins But I can see them falling down This is a labor of hate Falling down This is a labor of hate Falling down --- Visitation - Lamb of God