The Acacia Strain
Them
[Intro]
Spirit tomb
Sacrificing fear

[Verse 1]
We will throw orchids, not roses
Burning on the funeral pyre of the world
Sweet, glowing rot dancing in our nostrils
Scent is memory, remind us to stop breathing

[Chorus]
Gravity is life pulling us to the grave
Heaven is a void of light
You are tied down by your emotions
Spiral through the creeping void

[Verse 2]
The tomb is open
Anyone that comes near
Will retreat in fear of what is inside
Devoured by failure
We have determined that you are not worthy

[Chorus]
Gravity is life pulling us to the grave
Heaven is a void of light
You are tied down by your emotions
Spiral through the creeping void