The Acacia Strain Follow

Whatever is necessary to do,
You do it, when somebody needs to be killed,
There's no wrong you do it,
Then you move on, you will pick up a child and you move him to the desert,
You pick up as many children as you can
and you kill whoever gets in your way, this is us.
We all come from broken homes.
Broken hearts and broken bones.

We will live and die alone.
We will live and die alone.

Welcome to the end.
Tonight we will descend.
We might not be enemies,
but we cannot be friends.
I want to go on record and say that i want to live to see the day where the world screams grasping for air.
Unanswered cries because nobody cares.
I want to breathe my final breath knowing
you died a painful dead.
The fucking world is an ugly place,
but i will die with a smile on my face.
My life is a shooting range.
People never change.