The Acacia Strain - The Combine lyrics

I thought I was dead. Nothing moves in the land of d**h. 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 dying breath. Ultimate extinction. No remorse for anything. No salvation for anyone. You want a war? Survival of the fittest was a bullsh** lie. The stench of rot owns the earth. You want a war? I'll give you a f**ing war. You wanted a war, so I gave you a f**ing war. I thought I was dead. I'm the only on left...