The Acacia Strain
Feed a Pigeon Breed a Rat
It feels like hell

Breeding rats
Breeding rats
Breeding rats
Breeding rats

The whole planet is crawling
We have cut off our food supply
Teeming with vermin and blight
A mindless hive

While you all self-medicate
You live to contaminate
Our only option is to terminate
Before you continue to pollinate

They trample the weak (Trample the weak)
The lifeline is bleak
Obsolete (Obsolete)
Diseased
Deceased

Breeding rats
Breeding rats
Breeding rats
Breeding rats
It feels like hell
It feels like hell
It feels like hell
It feels like hell
It feels like hell
It feels like hell