The Acacia Strain - FRESH BONES

Drink the blood, eat the skin
Trapped in the holes we dug ourselves in
A warning to the world
I should have left you there

Damaged
Cold on the slab
Tortured
Rise from your grave

We are stuck
The gates of heaven are locked
Salvation has begun to clot
The doorway to hell is frozen shut
The magic is gone
I used to have a reason to be happy but I forgot
All I remember can never be trusted
The lock on my brain is dirty and rusted
In the end we're all biding our time
Collective pain in a collective mind
The person you were yesterday no longer exists
When the end comes we won't fucking feel it

It can always
It can always get worse

Silence is the only sound
The fire cleans and burns it to the ground
The smoke circles the same as the crows
The last thing we see before the world chokes

Written by:
Devin Shidaker, Griffin Landa, Kevin Boutot, Mikael Mulholland, Randy Leboeuf, Vincent Bennett

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Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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