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The Acacia Strain - Slow Decay - Chhinnamasta
Slow Decay
01. Feed a Pigeon Breed a Rat
02. Crippling Poison
03. Seeing God
04. Solace and Serenity
05. The Lucid Dream
06. I Breathed In the Smoke Deeply It Tasted Like Death and I Smiled
07. Crossgates
08. Inverted Person
09. Chhinnamasta
10. One Thousand Painful Stings
11. Birds of Paradise, Birds of Prey
12. Earth Will Become Death
I can't fucking breathe

The grass is all dead
But I'm choking on the weeds
Fruit decaying in the trees
Rotting branches swaying gently in the breeze

Drain me of my sanity
I can't fucking breathe
Pray for me
I can't fucking breathe

We are drowning in the lake
We are drowning in the lake

A hovering wasteland devoid of time
A cancer magnet breaking down reality
We are rotting hopelessly unaware of
Our nonexistence

Drain me of my sanity
I can't fucking breathe
Pray for me
I can't fucking breathe

I never made a promise I could keep
I close my eyes and pretend to sleep
We're only bidding our time
Barely clinging to life
I'm fucking dying inside
(I'm fucking dying inside)
Pray for me

A gaping wound
Bleeding darkness into absolution
Infecting actuality
Living a constant painless death
A collection of husking corpses
Destined to stride along
In eternal ignorance