Combine - The Acacia Strain

I thought I was dead

Nothing moves in the land of death

Nothing moves in the land of decay

This is something I have always wished for

Complete extermination

A bruised and beaten mongrel gasping for her final breath

Ultimate extinction

No remorse for anything

No salvation for anyone

Fuck

You want a war motherfucker?

Survival of the fittest was a bullshit lie

The stench of rot owns the earth

You want a war?

I’ll give you a fucking war

You wanted a war, so I gave you a fucking war

I thought I was dead

I’m the only one left