Chhinnamasta Lyrics – The Acacia Strain
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 breezeDrain me of my sanity
I can’t fucking breathe
Pray for me
I can’t fucking breatheWe
Are
Drowning in the lake
We
Are
Drowning in the lakeA hovering wasteland devoid of time
A cancer magnet breaking down reality
We are rotting hopelessly unaware of our nonexistenceDrain me of my sanity
I can’t fucking breathe
Pray for me
I can’t fucking breatheI never made a promise I could keep
I close my eyes and pretend to sleep
We’re only biding our time
Barely clinging to life
I’m fucking dying inside (I’m fucking dying inside)
Pray for meA 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
The Acacia Strain – Chhinnamasta Song Details
Song: Chhinnamasta
Singer: The Acacia Strain
Album: A
Label: Rise Records
Release Date: May 15, 2020