The Acacia Strain
Doomblade
"South Hartford 911. What is your emergency?"
"Three. Three people."
"Three people. Ma'am, what's the problem. Are you injured?"
"Three people. Three people are dead."
"Did you say dead?"
"I killed them. Send the police."
"Ma'am, excuse me. Who did you kill?"
"I killed everyone."

Behold the hyrdra: an endless source of blood and brain
Lies from lies you liar
Hang your head and yourself in shame

My heart is made of wasps and my brain is made of lies
I can read your thoughts and I can bear your lies
My lungs are filled with fire and my fists are filled with hate
By the time you start running it will already be too late

I hope they leave you to die
I hope the rats eat you alive
I hope they leave you to die
I hope the rats eat you alive

Stop chasing your dreams
They will never come true
And when she screams
She will be screaming for you
Reality is only as far as you can see
Give me room to breathe
Give me room to breathe
Give me room to breathe

Stop chasing your dreams
They will never come true
And when she screams
She will be screaming for you

Reality is only as far as you can see
Give me room to breathe
Give me room to breathe
Give me room to breathe

In a world filled with lies, you will learn to appreciate truth

And as you're lying face down in the dirt
I hope you felt it
I hope it fucking hurt
And as you're lying face down in the dirt
I hope you felt it
I hope it fucking hurt

Oh
I hope you felt it
I hope it fucking hurt