Cullscape

By Origin

On Chaosmos

Released on June 3, 2022

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A tick of the clock, the doorstep of doom (Now one step closer to it)

Sow the killing fields, reap the trembling horde (Assert total control)

A bloodstained discourse, this trial by ordeal (Extract a foreknown truth)

Chained to the rack, primitive machines

(Old methods are effective)

Every injury done a pain to be suffered

A pathos manifested in a show of force

Transformative apparatus of cruelty

Inscripted debts on human cogs

Coagulated badge a sadistic memory

The black hole of stochastic death

Maintaining holds through trenchocracy

The cult of the offensive, apex of impunity

Confessions gained through barbaric means

The contents irrelevant, infractions freely

The blood curdling score of a thousand-fold cries

Preemptive vengeance, the echoes of demise

Erase the blot from the seas of eternity

Uproot the past, erase it entirely

Maintaining holds through trenchocracy

The cult of the offensive, apex of impunity

Confessions gained through barbaric means

The contents irrelevant, infractions freely

The blood curdling score of a thousand-fold cries

Preemptive vengeance, the echoes of demise

Erase the blot from the seas of eternity

Uproot the past, erase it entirely

A vile congregate, ministry in hell (The progress birthright)

A hadal eon of total control (Blind drunk on power)

The value of the dead, necrocapital (The wealth of the sadist)

To answer the call, the call of the cull