We are the wolves who starve close to dying
Clinging to life on our urges to kill,
Bring on the weak and we listen for crying
This is the closest we can bring you to hell

We are the wolves who dress as the sheep
Never resting and refusing to sleep
Leave no survivors, we devour the dead
Scream all you can while we rip you to shreds
While we rip you to shreds (rip you to shreds x4)

We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
X4

Oh my god x8

We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
X2

You'll survive but you won't want to
You will live but you won't want to
You shouldn't be outside in your condition
She shouldn't be walking her condition
X2

We destroy the things that make the world go 'round
We are the reason there is blood on the ground
X2

I have stolen innocence of humanity
I can't forgive myself for the things that I've done
I don't feel the least bit bad
I won't apologize
I'm not fucking sorry

I'm not fucking sorry
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The Impaler Lyrics

The Acacia Strain – The Impaler Lyrics