Bitter Pill lyrics
by The Acacia Strain
Your silver tongue has turned to sh*t
As time passes on you will wither with it
These are the days you will never get back
You're f*cking trapped
We exist inside a wasteland
Rolling fields of agony
Bodies hanging lifeless
In a forest of dying trees
The last great disciple of the human race
Slipping through the cracks of time and space
Your sadness sweeter than a rose
I'll watch you decompose
Paid the final cost
I am the butcher
Everything I see I kill
You have no immediate future
Swallow sorrow's bitter pill
I am the butcher
Everything I see I kill
You have no immediate future
Swallow sorrow's bitter pill
The future isn't open, its bleak and f*cking empty
Keep crying to your God
He's the one who f*cking sent me
Unholy left hand the prophet of doom
Save your tears, you'll need them soon
Cower undercover face the fire as a coward
You will be the first the most deliciously devoured