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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lamb of God
Performer
Jasta
Vocals
John Campbell
Bass
Randy Blythe
Vocals
Willie Adler
Guitar
Mark Morton
Guitar
Art Cruz
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Campbell
Songwriter
Randy Blythe
Songwriter
Willie Adler
Songwriter
Mark Morton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Billingslea
Engineer
Nick Rowe
Engineer
Oliver Roman
Assistant Engineer
Jerred Rollaci
Assistant Engineer
Evan Myaskosky
Assistant Engineer
Kyle Hynes
Assistant Engineer
Matthew Erlichmanat
Assistant Engineer
Paul Bruskiat
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Monsters have run inside of me
From my birth on sour ground
Demons swimming my bloodstream
Festering without a sound
[Verse 2]
(Dead inside)
You are the bull
(Dead inside)
They lulled to sleep
(Dead inside)
Struck colorblind, can't see red through the green
[Verse 3]
A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream
[Verse 4]
Toxic temple and polluted bliss
Residuals for evil men
I never had a choice in this
Sacrificed for their profit
[Verse 5]
(Dead inside)
Will you pray?
(Dead inside)
Or will you fight?
(Dead inside)
There's no one for us but us in this toxic life
[Verse 6]
A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream
[Verse 7]
Rage inside this poisoned dream
[Verse 8]
Because you're not a human being, just a fine to be paid
Just the cost of doing business in their cancerous trade
More collateral damage to be swept away
A footnote in the story of their moral decay
Know you'll never find compassion in their empty souls
From their ravenous eyes to their corrupted bones
Life means nothing to them as our history shows
Endless chemical warfare waged on our homes
[Verse 9]
(Dead inside)
You are the bull
(Dead inside)
Awake from sleep
(Dead inside)
Open your eyes, gouge the heart of their greed
[Verse 10]
A legacy, a poisoned dream
Fortunes made on misery
A burning river, a black sea
Bloody skies and dying memories
This poisoned dream
[Verse 11]
We're at war, war, war, in this poisoned dream
Written by: John Campbell, Mark Morton, Randy Blythe, Willie Adler