Lies of Autumn
Lamb of God Lyrics


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As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper
Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke
Rising from a butt ground out on my arm

Step into this decay and experience dissolution
Crucified on a plank of cruelty
Crucified on a plank of apathy
Immobile for the cold duration
Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away

As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper
Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke
Rising from a butt ground out on my arm





Step into this decay and experience dissolution
Crucified upon a plank of cruelty and apathy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lamb of God's song "Lies of Autumn" create a vivid picture of decay and dissolution. The falling leaves, yellowed like aged paper, symbolize the passage of time and the inevitable decay of all things. The thoughts of the singer turn "acrid and curl like cigarette smoke," reflecting his sense of despair and isolation. The image of a cigarette butt being ground out on the singer's arm adds a jarring physicality to the lyrics, emphasizing the singer's pain and frustration.


The second section of the lyrics goes deeper into the singer's feelings of helplessness and immobility. He feels "crucified on a plank of cruelty" and "crucified on a plank of apathy," suggesting that he is a victim of forces beyond his control. The repetition of the phrase "Step into this decay and experience dissolution" underscores the singer's despair, as if he is inviting the listener to share in his hopelessness. The final lines suggest that the singer is huddled in isolation, waiting for the winter to pass and for the cycle of decay and renewal to begin anew.


Overall, the lyrics of "Lies of Autumn" capture a sense of desperation and despair in the face of the inexorable march of time and the forces of decay. The vivid imagery and physicality of the lyrics create a powerful sense of atmosphere, drawing the listener into the singer's experience.


Line by Line Meaning

As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper
Just like leaves falling off from trees and turning yellow as they age, our thoughts too lose their luster and eventually crumble into pieces.


Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke
Our thoughts start to become bitter and twist like smoke emanating from a cigarette butt.


Rising from a butt ground out on my arm
This bitter view of life arises from the pain of having a cigarette snuffed out on my arm.


Step into this decay and experience dissolution
If you step into this decay, you'll encounter the inevitable decomposition of things that happens over time.


Crucified on a plank of cruelty
Being subjected to immeasurable pain and suffering, as if being crucified on a board of cruelty.


Crucified on a plank of apathy
Being inflicted with the indifferent and callous attitudes of others, as if being crucified on a board of apathy.


Immobile for the cold duration
Unable to move due to the extreme cold of winter.


Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away
I seek refuge from the cold and loneliness of winter by sleeping away my troubles alone.


Step into this decay and experience dissolution
Again, stepping into decay, and experiencing the destruction that comes with the passing of time.


Crucified upon a plank of cruelty and apathy
Being overcome by both the hurtful actions of others and their lack of empathy, both of which feel like being nailed to a board.




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

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