The Impaler The Acacia Strain

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We are the wolves who starve close to dying
Clinging to life for our actions to kill
Prey on the weak and we listen for crying
This is the closest we can bring you to hell

We are the wolves who dress as the sheep
Never resting and refusing to sleep
Leave no survivors, we devour the dead
Scream all you can while we rip you to shreds
While we rip you to shreds (Rip you to shreds)
Rip you to shreds
Rip you to shreds (Rip you to shreds)

We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground

Oh my God (Oh my God)
Oh my God (Oh my God)
Oh my God (Oh my God)
Oh my God (Oh my God)