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Walled City - The Acacia Strain
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Walled City The Acacia Strain

Walled City - The Acacia Strain
Blinded by the swirling dust
Fade into twilight from dusk
Burnt by the desert sun
I don't remember anyone
Delusion puts my mind at ease
I can barely see or breathe
Looking up to the sky
I feel so lonely I could die

This sand will be my grave
Picked apart before I am saved
The vultures circle overhead
Don't cry for me, I'm already dead

The wilted waste around me
My heart starts beating slowly
Each breath feels like my last
No future, only past
I cannot move, I cannot think
The world moves on around me
Nothing but blue skies above
As my lungs begin to combust

This sand will be my grave
Picked apart before I am saved
The vultures circle overhead
Don't cry for me, I'm already dead
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