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The Acacia Strain
The Acacia Strain


Информация
Откуда Chicopee, Massachusetts, U.S.
Жанры Deathcore
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы Prosthetic Records
См. также All That Remains
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Сайт Website
Состав
Vincent Bennett
Daniel "DL" Laskiewicz
Jack Strong
Kevin Boutot



Альбом The Acacia Strain


The Dead Walk (13.06.2006)
13.06.2006
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Sarin: The End

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The education has surpassed the ailment
She died from the inside
So she got what she deserved
No one ever has an excuse to be this careless
And you will get what you deserve
We are surrounded
And it's not getting any better
Die in the bed that you made for yourself
Stricken with a virus made for the outcast
But fitted for the uneducated
You deserve whatever you get
The combining blood triggered the beginning of the end
And the rest is history
So real and so horrifying that it couldn't possibly happen to anyone
We are at war and you fight with disease
And you will get what you deserve

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If I were you I'd pack my bags and get the fuck out of dodge.
I hope you enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame, because this is going to be fifteen minutes you're going to want to forget.
Faking your way through life on the back of someone else.
If everyone jumped off a bridge I bet you would say it was your idea. I pray your broken family heals your broken neck, eat shit and live.
You dug your own grave; I just helped you fill it in.

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The rocking chair stopped because she fell off and broke her neck.
Now she lay there wishing for help or wishing to die.
Sticky with blood and hoarse from all the constant screams for help.
I heard her, but I didn't care.
One less mouth to feed, one less complaint.
Soon I'll be the only one left, and the graves can be moved.
That is when she began to scream as if set afire.
I have to look out for number one first.
Wait ten minutes, then call the police.
And I need you like a need a fucking hole in my head.

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Beautiful day, you would hardly notice all the disease.
And we are all to become desperate, as desperation is grounds for remorse.
And suddenly everything else bows down in comparison.
When the blast wave hit, the impact burned paint from the walls onto their skin, inadvertently mixing new hues of green and blue that would never bee seen again.
Human ash fell like snow as winter began around the world.
Clouds covered every inch of the earth as the survivors came out of whatever holes they found.
And the sun ceased its shine.
Radiation coupled with toxic fumes strangled whatever was left alive.
And now the real horror begins.
This is when they begin to think.

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I'm so sick of the fights, so sick of your mouth - I know where you live and I see where you sleep.
So let's settle this here and now, I'm not wasting away my life because you don't like what I have to say.
Sorry I'm not just like you.
Who are you again?
Remind me, because I don't care.
I hope you like this; I really hope you do.
I hope you like it as much as getting your face busted in with a hammer.
You are done destroying lives.
Everyone will suffer.
I have given up on you.
So who the fuck do you think you are?
You will learn to breathe through a straw.
So do as the world a favor; pull your bottom lip over your face and swallow.
I don't mean any disrespect, but I hope you are buried alive.
Your world is about to come crashing down.
Everyone will suffer.

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I said run.
And you won't be able to see me because you'll be bleeding from the eyes.
The thought of your genitals makes me sick and I bet you could fit five cocks up that ass.
Why don't you just strap a mattress to your back?
These are the last days of the rest of your life.
Next time I want a better excuse - dropped like a bad habit.
I wash my hands of you all.
My slate is clean.
And I'll be smiling all the way to the bank.
Face down, ass up; I want to destroy something beautiful.
By the end I want everyone dead.
By the end I'm going to be the only one standing.
Not even your children are safe.

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Destroy
Her body was destroyed
If you thought you were going to walk away from this without a scratch
You were wrong
You're going to taste my DNA whether you like it or not
Beg for your life
Or don't open your mouth
Your mother warned you about guys like me
Scream my name so the neighbors can hear
You can consider this evidence
Consider this evidence
A fucking nightmare
This is a fucking nightmare
And no amount of your screaming will ever wake you up
There was a bloodbath in this very room
A work of art that will be whispered about
I changed her from her neighbor's wet dream into his nightmare
She died a filthy whore
And the look on her face was fear
Destroy
Her body was destroyed
Just like your eyes being blown out from the inside

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The end of the world couldn't tear me away from this.
And if we were the last two people on earth I would be the happiest man.
So drown them all, open the floodgates and drown them all.
They are the cancer and we are the cure.
Let's skip to the last page and see how it ends.
Wake up; promise me you will wake up.
You saved my life and that's all I need.
Just don't leave me now - don't quit on me now.
You are all I have.
The world will never stop unless we make it stop.
The sky will never fall unless we let it fall.
So this is the end.
And the world is ours.

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The perfect cover for the motiveless crime
A murder in every city
You would have to be an idiot to not catch on
Blazing a blood trail across the country
This is the perfect crime
Our home is the road
And sometimes you get bored at home
So lay low
Watch your back
And have some fun with this
Just don't wear your heart on your sleeve
Now you're another number
I've created a monster and he's a statistic
Because life is a gamble and your luck just ran out
You shouldn't be alive
You think this is true crime was another line
Think again
Because what we are doing is truly criminal
I'll tell you everything you want to know
Consider yourself to be a victim
You all make me sick
This is the land of opportunity
I tied them up and watched them die
Your chances of surviving this are slim to none
So be a good girl and no one gets hurt
So here we come
One by one or three at a time
You won't find out until it's too late
And it's always too late
This is us against you and the world will never know

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I heard on the news today that someone died of multiple stab wounds and I looked to see if yours was the face they flashed across the screen.
Starved for attention; so when you think about it I'm actually doing you a favor.
I bet you fuck like a champ.
You should have left me, should have walked away when you had the chance.
Instead you left the window wide open and begged for me to come right in.
No one even realized she was gone.
And she was replaced in a week.
Pray for quick and painless.
Today is my day, and you are my witness.
She screamed like she liked it.
Her face said no but her body said yes.
Everything you lied about was true.
The dead truly walk.

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