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The Acacia Strain - Wormwood - Bay of Pigs
Wormwood
01. The Beast
02. The Hills Have Eyes
03. BTM FDR
04. Ramirez
05. Terminated
06. Nightman
07. The Impaler
08. Jonestown
09. Bay of Pigs
10. The Carpathian
11. Unabomber
12. Tactical Nuke
As we drown in doom

No one is coming back for you

I am the twenty-first century Jim Jones
I am the dog that told the son of Sam to kill
I will set set the fires that make the ocean burn
I am the one who will poison the world
Some day you'll thank me
We are wormwood
And I'm the mourning star
Dead bodies as far as the eyes can see

I look to the gallows
My mother begins to cry
I spit upon the crowds
You're all gonna fucking die
We are the kings and queens of tragedy
We are the brothers and sisters
Dependant on the pigs of humanity

Just because you're breathing
Doesn't mean that you're alive
Just because you're human
Doesn't mean you have to die
Just because you're breathing
Doesn't mean that you're alive
Just because you're human
Doesn't mean you have to die

Your heart is a fucking liar
Dead weight of the fucking world
We are oblivion
We are oblivious

Just because you're breathing
Doesn't mean that you're alive
Just because you're human
Doesn't mean you have to die
Just because you're breathing
Doesn't mean that you're alive
Just because you're human
Doesn't mean you have to die

As we drown in doom
No one is coming back for you
As we drown in doom
No one is coming back for you