The Acacia Strain's new digital drop 'A' available now with "Chhinnamasta". Pre-order the 7" and stream now here: TheAcaciaStrain.lnk.to/a-ep LYRICS: I CAN’T FUCKING BREATHE. The grass is all dead, but I’m choking on the weeds. Fruit decaying in the trees. Rotting branches swaying gently in the breeze. Drain me of my sanity. I can’t fucking breathe. Pray for me. We are drowning in the lake. A hovering wasteland devoid of time. A cancer magnet breaking down reality. We are rotting hopelessly unaware of our nonexistence. I never made a promise I could keep. I close my eyes and pretend to sleep. We’re only bidding our time barely clinging to life. I’m fucking dying inside A gaping wound bleeding darkness into absolution - infecting actuality. Living a constant painless death. A collection of husking corpses destined to stride along in eternal ignorance. #TheAcaciaStrain #Chhinnamasta #A

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