Ill Designs Lyrics
Ill Designs - Lamb of God (上帝羔羊)
Lyrics by：David Randall Blythe/William M Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
Composed by：David Randall Blythe/William M Adler/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
Now that you can't come 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 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
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