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The Acacia Strain

Cities will burn as you fall to your knees
I will inhale the dust of my enemies
Watch from my throne as I sit up high
They scream as they burn
I laugh as they die

I am the hunger of the void
Swallowed by nothingness,
Prepare to be destroyed
I hate the man who I have become
I keep the world under my thumb
Constantly crushing the ones I say I love
I cant stop killing
Hair clogged the drain as the house began to flood
Three days passed before they noticed the blood

Goodbye
No one cried
No one to love
Covered in blood
I will be the judge
No mourners
No family
Dead to the world and dead to me

Frozen breath
Bleeding to death

Slowly shiver as I separate skin from bone
You deserve to be miserable
I’ll pull the voice from your fucking throat






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