Lamb Of God Black Label 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.
Inanity rolls total through this sphere
Ostracised for clarity of vision
A dream unrealized of solitudethat I should decend into autonomy & 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.