11th Hour Lyrics - As The Palaces Burn - Lamb Of God

The hour of wreckoning draws near 

Judgment day is here and gone 

Sweetly she draws me into her arms 

A liquid embrace to chase the day way. 

Sedate Numb Deaf and Dumb 

Stumbling into solitude. 

A clouded judgment day is fueled. 

Take me under your black wings 

Mark my words and remember me. 

So sweetly she shucks away at my time 

So sweetly she draws me nigh 

Closer and closer towards never ending sleep 

Spin the bottle 

Kiss only the bottle. 

The dark mistress of many, beholden to none 

Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement 

Eternal engagement 

Never consummated. 

Take me under your black wings 

Mark my words and remember me. 

Destroyer of senses.