The Acacia Strain
Single • 2023
Been broken on the wheel (The axe forgets) You cannot tell me how to feel (The flesh remembers) Feel no pain, feel no fear You cannot hurt me anymore Hell waits for no man and neither do I This is where we say goodbye We all have problems and you are mine I've chained your bones to the back of my mind You did this to yourself Use a chain so the noose won't snap I'll watch you swing and feed the rats I tied the knot, I'll watch you rot How deep I dig will never be enough
Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 10, 2025
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, 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
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 10, 2025
The cemetery grass grows thick with the stench of the dead Blood and bone fertilize the flower bed Caskets collapse with the weight of the grime Nothing but growth to remember us by Markers wither with time No trace left behind I don't wanna die I don't want to die The ground and animals burn The world continues to turn Heat begins to vaporize Anything left alive As time goes on And we do not The hands fall off The fucking clock Collectively we turn our head The orphaned planet left for dead We refuse to believe We are fucking weak My love will be felt Praying for heaven but begging for hell This sadness will last forever This sadness will last forever Piles of corpses are rotting and spoiled Rivers of blood poison the soil
Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 10, 2025
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