The Acacia Strain - Chhinnamasta

Текст песни

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
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 (I'm 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