I propose a toast to the 21st century I can't close me eyes at night
Destruction is not preventable
Bastardization of human life Modernization of efficient life Cutting the corners, cut the cord There are no mourners, they cannot mourn
Bloodthirsty, unfeeling, outgunned, outmanned Situation has far exceeded critical Our fate was sealed when they flipped the f*****g switch
We are all beyond the point of no return The foregrounds and backgrounds have merged More from The Acacia Strain