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512
Lamb of God Lyrics


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Six bars laid across the sky
Four empty walls to fill the time
One careless word, you lose your life
A grave new world awaits inside

Lycanthropic survival instincts
Embrace the beast and shun the weak
Awake the primal one that sleeps inside
Or feel the shiv(er) running through your spine

The time is slipping by no peace in sight
But the teeth of time still hold their bite

My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red

Schizophrenic amnesia
Bid goodbye to all you knew and loved
Forget the only life that you knew outside
They bought the ticket, now you take the ride

The time is slipping by no peace in sight
But the teeth of time still hold their bite

My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red

Another number quickly learns the rules
A hidden burner waits to point at you
A subtle gesture and you're ventilated
Talk isn't cheap here, bleed out in payment

Six bars laid across the sky
Four empty walls to fill the time

My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lamb of God's song 512 depict a person who has lost their sense of identity and is trapped in a world of violence and despair. The six bars laid across the sky represent a prison-like atmosphere, while the four empty walls symbolize the monotony and hopelessness of their situation. The consequences of one careless word are severe enough to cost the singer their life. The lyrics encourage the listener to awaken their primal instincts and embrace their inner beast to survive in this harsh world.


Line by Line Meaning

Six bars laid across the sky
The world seems to be imprisoning and oppressing individuals.


Four empty walls to fill the time
With nothing to do, people are becoming restless and stir-crazy.


One careless word, you lose your life
The world is unforgiving and violent, with even small mistakes resulting in severe consequences.


A grave new world awaits inside
The reality of this oppressive system is overwhelming and dangerous.


Lycanthropic survival instincts
To survive in this world, one must embrace the violent and primal nature within themselves.


Embrace the beast and shun the weak
Those who are weak will not survive, so the only choice is to become strong.


Awake the primal one that sleeps inside
To survive in this world, one must awaken the violent, animalistic side of themselves.


Or feel the shiver running through your spine
The consequences of not adapting to this world are terrifying and dangerous.


The time is slipping by, no peace in sight
Time is running out for those who are trying to survive in this oppressive society.


But the teeth of time still hold their bite
Even as time passes, the pressure and danger of this world continue to grow.


My hands are painted red
The singer has engaged in violent actions.


My future's painted black
The artist's outlook on their future is grim and hopeless.


I can't recognize myself
The singer feels like they have lost themselves and their sense of identity in this oppressive world.


I've become someone else
The pressure of this world has caused the singer to change and become a different person.


Schizophrenic amnesia
The oppressive system causes individuals to forget their past life and identity.


Bid goodbye to all you knew and loved
Individuals are forced to cut ties with their past life and loved ones in order to survive in this world.


Forget the only life that you knew outside
The memories of a past life outside of this oppressive world are fading away.


They bought the ticket, now you take the ride
Those who were born into this oppressive society have no choice but to bear the consequences and realities of it.


Another number quickly learns the rules
Individuals are treated like expendable numbers in this oppressive society.


A hidden burner waits to point at you
Danger could strike at any moment from unexpected sources.


A subtle gesture and you're ventilated
Even the smallest mistakes can have deadly consequences.


Talk isn't cheap here, bleed out in payment
Words and actions have real, violent consequences in this oppressive society.


My hands are painted red, my hands are painted red
The singer has engaged in violent actions.


My hands are painted red, my hands are painted red, red, red
The violent actions that the artist has engaged in have left a lasting impact and trauma.


My future's painted black
The singer's outlook on their future is grim and hopeless.


I can't recognize myself
The singer feels like they have lost themselves and their sense of identity in this oppressive world.


I've become someone else
The pressure of this world has caused the singer to change and become a different person.


My hands are painted red, my hands are painted red
The artist has engaged in violent actions.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CHRIS ADLER, DAVID RANDALL BLYTHE, JOHN CAMPBELL, MARK MORTON, WILL ADLER

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@ThePhinista

Six bars laid across the sky
Four empty walls to fill the time
One careless word, you lose your life
A grave new world awaits inside
Lycanthropic survival instincts
Embrace the beast and shun the weak
Awake the primal one that sleeps inside
Or feel the shiv(er) running through your spine
The time is slipping by no peace in sight
But the teeth of time still hold their bite
My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red
Schizophrenic amnesia
Bid goodbye to all you knew and loved
Forget the only life that you knew outside
They bought the ticket, now you take the ride
The time is slipping by no peace in sight
But the teeth of time still hold their bite
My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red
Another number quickly learns the rules
A hidden burner waits to point at you
A subtle gesture and you're ventilated
Talk isn't cheap here, bleed out in payment
Six bars laid across the sky
Four empty walls to fill the time
My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else
My hands are painted red



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@thetargaryen1525

One of the greatest songs ever created by Lamb of God.

Very underrated

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no friends, this is actually one of my favorite songs

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@kakostoufiotis7743

indeed underrated, how more Lamb of God can a song get?!

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