The Acacia Strain - The Mouth Of The River

She was shot in the head!

Burning bridges.
Hiding bodies.

I'm not a murderer but I'm sure I could try.

The day you find comfort in the arms of another could be the day that you die.

I told myself to take her head.
I'd rather take her arms instead.

Desolation.
Extermination.
Execution.
Determination.

No depth perception.
I pulled out her eye to teach her a lesson.
I give up because you gave up on me.
I am a failure and no one can save me.

Her entire head was sitting in my freezer.
They thought I wanted to eat it.

I don't know why,
I just wanted to keep it.

Give them an inch.
They take a mile.
All you were was a big butt and a smile.

"I have the gun so I am the fucking boss." You will rethink what you said when you realize how much blood you've lost.

Desolation.
Extermination.
Execution.
Determination.

Blegh.

Desolation.
Extermination.
Execution.
Determination.

Grasping reality and shaking my head.
I don't need sleep.
I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Just when I thought it was over they found the bodies at the mouth of the river.

Fuck.

Sick but smart.
I ate their hearts.

Sick but smart.
I ate their hearts.

She was shot in the head.

Days growing colder.
Wind whips to shiver.
I lost all I knew at the mouth of the river.