Black Label lyrics

Song information

Artist: Lamb Of God
Album: New American Gospel

Lyrics

The human condition is inherit claustrophobia
Compression of my space made complete
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone
Insanity rolls total through this sphere
Ostracized for clarity of vision
A dream unrealized of solitude that I should decend into autonomy
And know the pain of fellowship no more
I feel nothing but a lack of space
Paradox of socialization results in duress
Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
Humanity. exterminate with extreme predjudice