Lamb Of God The Subtle Arts Of Murder Andamp; Persuasion Lyrics

The Subtle Arts Of Murder Andamp; Persuasion Lyrics

The dark crow man sits 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