Bay  of  Pigs  -  The  Acacia  Strain

As  we  drown  in  doom

No  one  is  coming  back  for  you

I  am  the  twenty-first  century  Jim  Jones

I  am  the  dog  that  son  of  Sam  to  kill

I  will  set  the  fires  that  make  the  ocean  burn

I  am  the  one  who  will  poison  the  world

Some  day  you'll  thank  me

We  are  wormwood

And  I'm  the  mourning  star

Dead  bodies  as  far  as  the  eye  can  see

I  look  to  the  gallows

My  mother  begins  to  cry

I  spit  upon  the  crowds

You're  all  gonna  fucking  die

We  are  the  kings  and  queens  of  tragedy

We  are  the  brothers

and  sisters  dependant  on  the  pigs  of  humanity

Just  because  you're  breathing,

doesn't  mean  that  you're  alive

Just  because  you're  human,

doesn't  mean  you  have  to  die

Just  because  you're  breathing,

doesn't  mean  that  you're  alive

Just  because  you're  human,

doesn't  mean  you  have  to  die

Your  heart  is  a  fucking  liar

Dead  weight  of  the  fucking  world

We  are  oblivion

We  are  oblivious

Just  because  you're  breathing,

doesn't  mean  that  you're  alive

Just  because  you're  human,

doesn't  mean  you  have  to  die

Just  because  you're  breathing,

doesn't  mean  that  you're  alive

Just  because  you're  human,

doesn't  mean  you  have  to  die

As  we  drown  in  doom

No  one  is  coming  back  for  you

As  we  drown  in  doom

No  one  is  coming  back  for  you