Bay of Pigs The Acacia Strain

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 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 eye 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
Dependent on the pig 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