ALBUM REVIEW: The Acacia Strain – Step Into The Light
May the bodies I burn light the way.
May the bodies I burn light the way.
Hell hath wrought upon this earth
The unholy rips through the weak.
Utmost foul, the milk from thine teat.
I want you to find a place to hide.
Eyes of God look down upon me.
They have died a thousand times, and you shall die a thousand more.
*various djenty noises*