The Acacia Strain - Go To Sleep

There is no light.
There is only the dark.

There is no light.
There is only the dark.

Life is a nightmare.
Death is a gift.

I'll see you all at the fountain of youth.

We are the children of death.
Nailed to the cross.
We have nothing left.

You try to see but you have no eyes.
And when you feast you feast on flies.
For when you speak you tell only lies.
Wallow in the shit that falls from the sky.

With every breathe we pray for death.
With every breathe we pray for death.

We are the children of death.
Nailed to the cross.
We have nothing left.
You try to see but you have no eyes.
And when you feast you feast on flies.
For when you speak you tell only lies.
Wallow in the shit that falls from the sky.

You try to see but you have no eyes.
And when you feast you feast on flies.
For when you speak you tell only lies.
Wallow in the shit that falls from the sky.

Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.

There is no light.
There is only the dark.

I welcome death with open arms.

There is no light.
There is only the dark.

I welcome death with open arms.