The Acacia Strain
House of Abandon
All paths follow the beam
All paths follow the beam
All paths follow the beam
All paths follow the beam

They keep dying but I'm still here
All I want to hear is dirt hitting the box
I don't need this, you have become a health risk
Listen for the moan, better to travel alone
I don't need this, you have become a health risk
I was born on the battlefield, born into death beneath the wheel
Sirens and screams were my lullabies
I never had the time to learn how to cry
The good times are behind us, if they were ever good at all
The future will not find us
You failed me
I failed us all
Abandonment
Sorry is not going to pay the rent
I wanna hear you say it
I wanna see your life sprayed across the walls

Life is the slowest way to die
Life is the slowest way to die
Life is the slowest way to die
Life is the slowest way to die
I lost you because I wanted to and they will never end up finding you
And if they do, they won't know it's you
Eat it alive, bury the living, burn the dead
Eat it alive, bury the living, burn the dead

As we live, we are surrounded by death
Blinded by the idea, that it's all that's left
True life ends, when we emerge from the womb
All clarity comes, and is placed in your tomb