Chhinnamasta

The Acacia Strain

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    I can't fucking breathe

    The grass is all dead, but I'm choking on the weeds
    Fruit decaying in the trees
    Rotting branches swaying gently in the breeze

    Drain me of my sanity
    I can't fucking breathe
    Pray for me
    I can't fucking breathe

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    We are drowning in the lake
    We are drowning in the lake

    A hovering wasteland devoid of time
    A cancer magnet breaking down reality
    We are rotting hopelessly unaware of
    Our nonexistence

    Drain me of my sanity
    I can't fucking breathe
    Pray for me
    I can't fucking breathe

    I never made a promise I could keep
    I close my eyes and pretend to sleep
    We're only biding our time
    Barely clinging to life
    I'm fucking dying inside
    Pray for me

    A gaping wound
    Bleeding darkness into absolution
    Infecting actuality
    Living a constant painless death
    A collection of husking corpses
    Destined to stride along
    In eternal ignorance

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    Composición: Devin Joseph Shidaker, Vincent Paul Bennett, Griffin Patrick Landa, Kevin Boutot y Thomas Michael Smith

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