Lamb Of God - The Subtle Arts of Murder and Persuasion lyrics
[Lamb Of God - The Subtle Arts of Murder and Persuasion lyrics]
The dark crow man sit's and stares
Into the oblivion, into cold
Into nothingness it's snowing in his mind
He's created himself in his own image
Lust held for him means naught
A knock on the door brings no
Smile to his cruel lips
The welcome in a woman's eyes
Holds nothing for him
Alone on his haunches the hair raises
On the back of his neck
His dead eyes pierce the night
As his gaze falls down on the city
It fills him the method ascertained
Conviction he knows what to do and
Moves to commit the deed
Into the oblivion, into cold
Into nothingness it's snowing in his mind
He's created himself in his own image
Lust held for him means naught
A knock on the door brings no
Smile to his cruel lips
The welcome in a woman's eyes
Holds nothing for him
Alone on his haunches the hair raises
On the back of his neck
His dead eyes pierce the night
As his gaze falls down on the city
It fills him the method ascertained
Conviction he knows what to do and
Moves to commit the deed