Driving down blistered severe
The rapacious maw of our despair
Black dog follows, strip club echoes
The raven's shadow across the ghetto
Up the hill in an unmarked grave
The mother of American darkness lays
Liberty or death to start the battle
There's nonesuch place for human chattel
Hanging by a threat
Now you can choke on it
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
This is a reckoning
You hear the ravens scream
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
Across the devil's own half acre
There's rusted gallows for an angel
The ghosts that built this city scream
Of commerce and inhumanity
Cancer rides the freeway's edge
Falling statues and cigarettes
Bullets whip the screaming kettle
As teargas cloaks the monumental
Hanging by a threat
Now you can choke on it
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
This is a reckoning
You hear the ravens scream
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
Chained beneath a parking lot
Savaged on the auction block
In antebellum geography
Rage, horror, history
Hanging by a threat
Now you can choke on it
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
This is a reckoning
You hear the ravens scream
Hanging by a threat
So go and choke on it
Nevermore
Nevermore
Lamb Of God - Omens Album Lyrics
Lamb Of God - Omens Lyrics
Writer: David Randall Blythe, John Campbell, Mark Morton, Will Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Vanishing
Strode across the smoky floors in time
To bear witness and hear the death of paradigms
Lords of sound and simple vice
Young gods severe and satellites
Augmented nights, adrenaline
Of nicotine and satin skin
That world is dead, just memories
A faded scene inside of me
Vanishing, vanishing (vanishing)
Born of earth shaking Maldoror
The legion crushed
The legion crushed what came before
Imploded meaning for the youth
Who never knew
Never knew the joy of truth
Their pale and pallid replication
Could never spark a true creation
That world is dead, just memories
A faded scene inside of me
Vanishing, vanishing (vanishing)
Scorched minds and stark narration
Adroit intent not imitation
Blurred reflections, a better time
Post-modern tantrums on a father's dime
Vanishing, vanishing
Vanishing, vanishing
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
To bear witness and hear the death of paradigms
Lords of sound and simple vice
Young gods severe and satellites
Augmented nights, adrenaline
Of nicotine and satin skin
That world is dead, just memories
A faded scene inside of me
Vanishing, vanishing (vanishing)
Born of earth shaking Maldoror
The legion crushed
The legion crushed what came before
Imploded meaning for the youth
Who never knew
Never knew the joy of truth
Their pale and pallid replication
Could never spark a true creation
That world is dead, just memories
A faded scene inside of me
Vanishing, vanishing (vanishing)
Scorched minds and stark narration
Adroit intent not imitation
Blurred reflections, a better time
Post-modern tantrums on a father's dime
Vanishing, vanishing
Vanishing, vanishing
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
A shining path beckons me
Never to be seen again
Writer: David Randall Blythe, John Campbell, Mark Morton, Will Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
To The Grave
I've walked the halls of madness
I've heard the jailer's laugh
I've yet to sing the funeral dirge
The only option left
Risen from an inferno
Of hopelessness and shame
Walked the tightrope out of it
Then shouldered all the blame
But make no mistake
I know it's always there
It's always there
The scent of doom riding neglect
It's hanging in the air
The only thing to fear remains inside unseen
Never disappears, stand guard eternally
The only thing I fear lives on inside of me
Whispers in my ear, to the grave eternally
The broken record of my life
Skips bodies of my friends
So many walked that path with me
It took them to their end
Resting on rusty laurels
It's sweating while you sleep
It's doing push-ups in the dark
With a knife between it's teeth
So lest you forget
It never fades away
Won't fade away
Waiting for you to slip
And put you in the grave
The only thing to fear remains inside unseen
Never disappears, stand guard eternally
The only thing I fear lives on inside of me
Whispers in my ear, to the grave eternally
It's always there
You best beware
Risen from an inferno
But waiting in the deep
It's always there
The only thing to fear
Never disappears
The only thing I fear
Whispers in my ear
I'll take it to the grave with me
I've heard the jailer's laugh
I've yet to sing the funeral dirge
The only option left
Risen from an inferno
Of hopelessness and shame
Walked the tightrope out of it
Then shouldered all the blame
But make no mistake
I know it's always there
It's always there
The scent of doom riding neglect
It's hanging in the air
The only thing to fear remains inside unseen
Never disappears, stand guard eternally
The only thing I fear lives on inside of me
Whispers in my ear, to the grave eternally
The broken record of my life
Skips bodies of my friends
So many walked that path with me
It took them to their end
Resting on rusty laurels
It's sweating while you sleep
It's doing push-ups in the dark
With a knife between it's teeth
So lest you forget
It never fades away
Won't fade away
Waiting for you to slip
And put you in the grave
The only thing to fear remains inside unseen
Never disappears, stand guard eternally
The only thing I fear lives on inside of me
Whispers in my ear, to the grave eternally
It's always there
You best beware
Risen from an inferno
But waiting in the deep
It's always there
The only thing to fear
Never disappears
The only thing I fear
Whispers in my ear
I'll take it to the grave with me
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ditch
Well I don't give a goddamn
About your demands
Just spit your trash and take a bow
I've heard it all before, a running mouth
The deviants and miscreants break their vows
You can all keep digging, I'm crawling out
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Blinded by revenge
And your cowardice
They're all so scared again, it's so American
Here in the home of the brave and the terrified
Who can we blame this time? Back of the f*cking line
We're running out of excuses, we're out of lies
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
You demand a life you haven't earned
Entitled, soft and soon to learn
There's no shoulders here for crying
You command an ego gone unchecked
Unbridled needs for cheap respect
But your dreams were built for dying, built for dying
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
You're down in a ditch
About your demands
Just spit your trash and take a bow
I've heard it all before, a running mouth
The deviants and miscreants break their vows
You can all keep digging, I'm crawling out
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Blinded by revenge
And your cowardice
They're all so scared again, it's so American
Here in the home of the brave and the terrified
Who can we blame this time? Back of the f*cking line
We're running out of excuses, we're out of lies
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
You demand a life you haven't earned
Entitled, soft and soon to learn
There's no shoulders here for crying
You command an ego gone unchecked
Unbridled needs for cheap respect
But your dreams were built for dying, built for dying
You're face down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
Down, down in a ditch that you dug yourself
You can live and die by the hand you're dealt
Unwound consequence and you can never tell
Live or die by the hand you're dealt
You're down in a ditch
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Omens
Omens, omens
I cut the weight of connection
That led myself astray
The end will justify the means
But in the end it stays the same
There's nothing left at all, nothing left to see
A restrictive empty exercise within a hollow scheme
Do you see the omens? Omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
Omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
An endless recitation thrown
Right through the looking glass
I'm trapped inside a parody
A fabricated past
Searching for release from all this rising stress
Charted past the point of caring
With a broken compass
Motes in the eye of God
Indulging Armageddon
The devil slits the muse's throat
And drinks her last confession
Do you see the omens? Omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
Omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
I've fallen out of touch with who you think I am
I can't pretend to care or bother to condemn
All this rising apathy
It's growing everyday
I can't pretend to care about how this will end
All I see are omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
I see omens, I hear omens, I say
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
I cut the weight of connection
That led myself astray
The end will justify the means
But in the end it stays the same
There's nothing left at all, nothing left to see
A restrictive empty exercise within a hollow scheme
Do you see the omens? Omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
Omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
An endless recitation thrown
Right through the looking glass
I'm trapped inside a parody
A fabricated past
Searching for release from all this rising stress
Charted past the point of caring
With a broken compass
Motes in the eye of God
Indulging Armageddon
The devil slits the muse's throat
And drinks her last confession
Do you see the omens? Omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
Omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
I've fallen out of touch with who you think I am
I can't pretend to care or bother to condemn
All this rising apathy
It's growing everyday
I can't pretend to care about how this will end
All I see are omens, omens
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
I see omens, I hear omens, I say
F*ck it all, ignore the omens
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Gomorrah
He packed up all his failures and pushed them down the street
Abandoned ship and torched the bridge to future memories
He never gave a second thought or tasted indecision
An automatic exit in the year of perfect vision
The years of slowly dying had come to serve him well
Just another inconvenience, another bitter pill
A hardened heir of harder times, well-equipped to suffer
And watch the fragile fall to pieces tearing at each other
Dissecting all the signs that passed him by
Reconstruct a pattern drawn by clearer eyes
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
High above the empty city, riding out the winter
He watched it all collapse below and saw the rigid splinter
A discipline of solitude perfected in their prisons
To lean into the void and smile as chaos ripped the system
The lines crept across waiting for a subject
From a force of will, a crucifying effect
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
A panicked hoard that tumbles down
Screeching outraged parasites
Another day above the ground
Another day in paradise
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Abandoned ship and torched the bridge to future memories
He never gave a second thought or tasted indecision
An automatic exit in the year of perfect vision
The years of slowly dying had come to serve him well
Just another inconvenience, another bitter pill
A hardened heir of harder times, well-equipped to suffer
And watch the fragile fall to pieces tearing at each other
Dissecting all the signs that passed him by
Reconstruct a pattern drawn by clearer eyes
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
High above the empty city, riding out the winter
He watched it all collapse below and saw the rigid splinter
A discipline of solitude perfected in their prisons
To lean into the void and smile as chaos ripped the system
The lines crept across waiting for a subject
From a force of will, a crucifying effect
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
A panicked hoard that tumbles down
Screeching outraged parasites
Another day above the ground
Another day in paradise
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Visions of the obvious
A featherweight apocalypse
Everything is doomed to fail
Everything is doomed to fail
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ill Designs
Now that you can't go back
To face your own reflection
Constructing your collapse
Designing your destruction
With ill designs burned in your eyes
Hide in the shadow of your lies, antagonize
Virtue displaced, a pure disgrace
No dignity, a barren waste, still on the take
Who will you be today?
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
Loss of reality
Obsessing over control
And with a crooked mentality
Watch it all implode and fall away
A tragedy, your sick intentions on display, a strategy
And in the end you can't pretend
It's not the spoils of your intent, malevolence
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
Every back you stabbed and every disrespect
Turns back on you, cause and effect
Strings you pulled and decks you stacked
A falling house of cards, a pathetic wreck
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
To face your own reflection
Constructing your collapse
Designing your destruction
With ill designs burned in your eyes
Hide in the shadow of your lies, antagonize
Virtue displaced, a pure disgrace
No dignity, a barren waste, still on the take
Who will you be today?
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
Loss of reality
Obsessing over control
And with a crooked mentality
Watch it all implode and fall away
A tragedy, your sick intentions on display, a strategy
And in the end you can't pretend
It's not the spoils of your intent, malevolence
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
Every back you stabbed and every disrespect
Turns back on you, cause and effect
Strings you pulled and decks you stacked
A falling house of cards, a pathetic wreck
Reap the rotten fruits of your labor
A bitter taste of exile and failure
Fatal flaws becoming clearer
Reptile eyes in the mirror
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Grayscale
There's a war going on inside my head
Shadows sewn of golden thread
I sip the sweetest tastes until their bitter ends
I feel the greatest love inside the worst revenge
Cold rain falls on my face
And the light in my hand
I'm turning inside out
I don't know who I am
And do I want it to stop?
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
There's a war going on inside of me
Questions echo endlessly
I paid a thief to steal away my one escape
I bought a broken mirror just to try and see my face
Cold winds blow from the hills
There's eyes on my back
In sinking shifting sands
I don't know where I am
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
In a grayscale tide
I thought I'd know better now
The world is upside down
I thought I'd know better now
The weight is crashing down
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
Shadows sewn of golden thread
I sip the sweetest tastes until their bitter ends
I feel the greatest love inside the worst revenge
Cold rain falls on my face
And the light in my hand
I'm turning inside out
I don't know who I am
And do I want it to stop?
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
There's a war going on inside of me
Questions echo endlessly
I paid a thief to steal away my one escape
I bought a broken mirror just to try and see my face
Cold winds blow from the hills
There's eyes on my back
In sinking shifting sands
I don't know where I am
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
In a grayscale tide
I thought I'd know better now
The world is upside down
I thought I'd know better now
The weight is crashing down
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
Lived through dark days
Stillness in a crashing wave
Died in bright nights
Fall into an angry sky
Grayscale eyes slide from black to white
In a grayscale tide
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Denial Mechanism
A pathetic birth of the end times
Slowly creeping to the final deadline
No fairytale on a movie screen
Just slow collapse beneath our gluttony
Take warning
As the bloated masses gather
Take warning
At their childish screams of anger
Suck this broken system dry until there's nothing left
Take warning, take warning
An idiotic doomsday, a witless Armageddon
Mass annihilation at the hands of our possessions
Plastic in your bloodstream, plastic in your brain
The human race is f*cked behind our thirst for everything
Take warning
As the bloated masses gather
Take warning
At their childish screams of anger
The population bomb explodes, we've starved them all to death
Take warning, take warning
Whores to despotism
Denial mechanisms
Free market suicides
Extinction level lifestyles
But I'll be dead and gone long before the blade drops
It's up to you my children to decide if this all stops
Take warning
Slowly creeping to the final deadline
No fairytale on a movie screen
Just slow collapse beneath our gluttony
Take warning
As the bloated masses gather
Take warning
At their childish screams of anger
Suck this broken system dry until there's nothing left
Take warning, take warning
An idiotic doomsday, a witless Armageddon
Mass annihilation at the hands of our possessions
Plastic in your bloodstream, plastic in your brain
The human race is f*cked behind our thirst for everything
Take warning
As the bloated masses gather
Take warning
At their childish screams of anger
The population bomb explodes, we've starved them all to death
Take warning, take warning
Whores to despotism
Denial mechanisms
Free market suicides
Extinction level lifestyles
But I'll be dead and gone long before the blade drops
It's up to you my children to decide if this all stops
Take warning
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
September Song
A celebration to swell the system
Mass casualties, earth's war of attrition
A slate-colored moment in an amber time
Nothing to do but move the needle down the line
Move it down the line
Ride the plague wind back to where we were before
Moving through the night, illuminate the killing floor
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song, September
A confrontation over existence
Past tragedies creating resistance
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
Where poison is the balm and endless dead ignored
The dead ignored
The lights upon the blacktop, raise a toast of arsenic
Fill the coffers, roll the dice, amusements for the sick
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song, September
We sing a deadly song
Divided here together
We sing a deadly song, September
We're broken in half, mindset split
Stitched together, this game of Russian Roulette
One in the chamber, head full of doubt
More food for the crows who ride it out
We'll ride it out
Divided here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Breathing here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Divided here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Bleeding here together, September
Mass casualties, earth's war of attrition
A slate-colored moment in an amber time
Nothing to do but move the needle down the line
Move it down the line
Ride the plague wind back to where we were before
Moving through the night, illuminate the killing floor
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song, September
A confrontation over existence
Past tragedies creating resistance
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
Where poison is the balm and endless dead ignored
The dead ignored
The lights upon the blacktop, raise a toast of arsenic
Fill the coffers, roll the dice, amusements for the sick
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song
Divided here together
To sing a deadly song, September
We sing a deadly song
Divided here together
We sing a deadly song, September
We're broken in half, mindset split
Stitched together, this game of Russian Roulette
One in the chamber, head full of doubt
More food for the crows who ride it out
We'll ride it out
Divided here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Breathing here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Divided here together (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Bleeding here together, September
Writer: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Omens is the eleventh studio album by American heavy metal band Lamb of God. The album was released on October 7, 2022, through Epic Records and Nuclear Blast. It was produced by Josh Wilbur, who has collaborated with the band since 2006.
Omens sold 19,000 copies in its first week, including 5,100 of pure vinyl sales. It debuted at No. 15 on the Billboard 200, and also debuted at the No. 1 of Top Hard Rock Albums, No. 3 of Album Sales, No. 3 of Top Rock Albums and No. 5 of Vinyl Albums.
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Lamb Of GodOmens sold 19,000 copies in its first week, including 5,100 of pure vinyl sales. It debuted at No. 15 on the Billboard 200, and also debuted at the No. 1 of Top Hard Rock Albums, No. 3 of Album Sales, No. 3 of Top Rock Albums and No. 5 of Vinyl Albums.
Genre(s): Groove metal, thrash metal
Producer(s): Josh Wilbur
Length: 41:06
Released: October 7th, 2022
Year: 2022