Above The Acacia Strain

We circle as you walk the line
No need to beg
This isn't the time, did you scream, did you whine, did you cry?
Did you pray as they pulled out your fucking eyes?
We finish what you're afraid to
We are above you
Tell me what's on your mind
The madness/ the lying
We eat what we find
The dead/ the dying
You have been warned
We will swarm
There is nothing on earth like the eye of the storm
Beware the swarm
As we feast upon the rot
Alone in the distance; we rest on the rocks
Please die. We cannot eat if you're still alive
Blood in the sand
We are forgotten
The cycle continues until there is nothing
Blood in the sand
We are above you
This is just proof that nobody loved you
Apologies are more than saying sorry
Nothing will grow around what's left of your body
There is a hole in the clouds
Nose attuned to the scent of burning flesh
You will never see doomsday
You will never see the end