The Acacia Strain
NONE OF US ASKED TO BE HERE
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust
Return to dust

Face down in the mud
Footprints leaving trails of blood
Eyes set in their final stare
The scent of death clings to the air
The solid stream of flesh and bone
Everyone here died alone

Dirt and gravel drag us down
Just another body in the ground
The world we know is fucking ending
It's not surrender, it's acceptance
Welcome to die

I don't recognize the sights
The sun no longer shines
I'll see you on the other side
Just let me die
There is no love in the human race
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no love in the human race
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave
There is no life in a coward's grave