The Acacia Strain - bog walker (feat. sam sawyer) (Visualizer)

The Acacia Strain's "bog walker (feat. sam sawyer)" comes from their latest album 'Failure Will Follow' — out now. Buy/stream at https://riserecords.lnk.to/FailureWil... Lyrics: Dying amongst the weeds This curse belongs to me This bag of bones Blood in the flowerbed The stench of the dead Eternal cold Living among the worms This world no longer turns We die alone The blood flows from the wound What did I mean to you And we all rot eventually. Rest well aside the graves. Spikes and spire erupt from the ground. Maggots crawl on the acrid mound. The mouth of the world will open and swallow us. No teeth, no tongue; just nothingness. A cavernous hole with colorless spray. The screaming will stop eventually. The soil and grass are tainted with rust. My rotten bloodlust. Insects crawl over eyes and teeth Rotten dirt and rotten leaves. bodies writhe under the soil Not long for this mortal coil Drying blood covers logs like moss We met our fate at any cost Rotting meat for rotting dogs The planets problems have been solved. Rest well aside the graves / fed to the worms Harvest the blood from the crypts. Cherish the first sip. Hunted ‘neath a poison moon. You live to serve the formless one. I can’t explain the darkness of the grave I can’t explain our mistakes. We cannot be saved. The flesh remembers the wrath of nature. We till the soil while the corpses spoil Blinded by the darkness. Strangled by the vines. You’ll find no peace in sunlight. The roots eclipse its shine. Grind the dirt into your knees. No blood left for me to bleed. This world will do as they please. Feel the flames burning the leaves. Dying amongst the weeds. #TheAcaciaStrain #bogwalker #FailureWillFollow