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Death Cult

by The Impaler

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1.
The Leper 03:56
Bane of Normalcy way of deconstruction. Torn apart anointed by contamination. Eyes pry deeply from where you don't exist. Unborn forever this chance is out of your hands. Into inferno from the dust. Plucking strings red strands of fate leave no decisions. Lay to rest all aspirations all hopes and dreams. The life you want the world you wish not what it seems. Abandonment of what was longed for microscopic by comparison to that what is really true.The doors have opened. Crashing concepts of happiness. In all directions rotting hands will reach, begging for release. No light in the darkness when a soul is robbed of all sight. To Revere the god who holds the rod, a monolith of deformity.Survival of the fittest your own personality. Pity the mamed the weak and the old this the way of the world. The way of the olde. Persist through this famine in search of what brings the light. Taunting the urges, (destroy yourself ) Exist from the morning of the world. til the stars fall from the night. I am all men, I am no man. Until the sun closes it's eyes and winks out of time, Until the ill souls voice is finally heard Mycobacterium, I am Leprosy! Biding time planting the seed of choice. Wading memories of what cannot be. You won't be forgotten, can't remember what it's like to be. Into the gate melting off your skin life wearing thin rotting from within light from your eyes burnt to the core nerves have gone cold but it's in the cold you face what is old face an ancient war death of the flesh necrotic mutations act of subjucation born abomination gun is in your hand pull the fucking trigger.
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Pestilence 01:44
That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange even death may die. Even death may die. Cthulu fhtagn ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
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Plague 03:23
This calm after the storm of life has ended we cleanse the bloodlines of the world to revel in the silence of death. Hellfire courses through the veins of a dying world forever I remain construct of purgatorial plains and now you will meet me. You are a scourge and a Plauge upon these lands. Wade in your own filth, Insane. The wailing fills the air with a dissonance shattering all the senses. Unerving is the light which rises from the fire as dust settles on the flesh filled pyres. Vultures, crows fight to feast. Filled with vengeance, cowering, loathing Their shadows are fated for these hallowed grounds, they relish the static calm of their existence forever bound to the monoliths that are their graves. Upon these fading sands dark shades wade through their fallen ashes. Light dies away as it hits the nethermost, fading on obelisk which stand in permanence! Eroded I am by this world, I long for the solace of the void to find myself within it, Most ancient portion of the the veil I hear it's call the door that leads into oblivion (Oblivion). The scent of flesh permeates from oozing constructs, luminous auras looming all around me.This is a pain that has to be endured for Walkers standing on the edge, my time has come and Death has forsaken me.... Their shadows dwell on these unhallowed grounds, they relish the static calm of their existence forever bound to the monoliths that are their graves. Upon these fading sands dark shades wade through their own ashes. I wade the throughout the eons, consuming their flesh! SUFFER No longer trapped here bound to stones of lives passed on. life consumes me as I'm torn asunder death rending light dismantle the old form farewell to the realm of ashes
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The Behemoth 02:47
Iridescent, Omnipresent, omniscient,composition, the reflections within you. Stretching, Breathing, Reaching , Writhing, fromn within the center. Void of all things inside of every being. The Evolution of what dwells within me. night be blighted the black is wretched, voiceless for ages vain and shameless, hand outstretched and met hatred. Dissolve stability serenity mentality morbid mutation of the mind. (YEAH) Soul of shadows who stains the space between the suns. Into the mortal flesh penetrate and permeate. You learn the tongue to speak the words of where the dead dreams dwell elemental compositions from the mortal shell if you should speak and I should hear why should even listen for the voice of the stars are the roar of quakes uprooted bases in foundations of the human psyche, desolation in the wake of all the eyes around me. taste of war upon the tongue beyond the reach of time silent words from emptiness will echo forever. Inverted Perhelion eclipse the stars with breath, All of the vanity inside of you the rage in me. implosion combine the mind and matter to take apart and recreate creation destruction war on the tongue of a mortal man A concentrated form of anti matter manifested conscience given shape and mass suspended animation meditation til the mind awakens fathomless existence vain indifference to lacking human comprehension! illusions will betray the senses, for flesh and bone can not perceive, what is truth? Embrace your own impurity. You learn the tongue to speak the words of where the dead dreams dwell elemental compositions from the mortal shell if you should speak and i should hear why should even listen for the voice of the stars are the roar of quakes uprooted bases in foundations of the human psyche, uprooted bases inside the doors of the human psyche. Desolation,in the wake of all the stars around me, chemical make up of the matter in these acts of violence. The act of chaos is the reason for my silence
5.
Serpents 04:35
Impregnable smoke block out the sun malignant scales venomus tongues scream of pestilence whirl through these winds beyond corruption. Ageless and Endless yet fathomless such a strange sensation death will bring. Surge forth abhorrence and old grudges begotten by ignorance of bone and flesh soon to be of ash and earth for the light fades behind the black that covets the sunlight. For they were cursed to walk these blighted lands and now upon dirt they will crawl. A bleak parade of the accursed, to the pricipice they will march. The plunge into infinity, beyond the bounds of oblivion. With a morbid fate their blood will mate, a well of snakes a well of souls. A feast for the initated immortalize the sacrificed, Frail carcasses upon a platter, amorphous blight rest in the light, rivers of blood coated in skin as plagues reveal the horrors within. this is who we are! This is what we've become! Wings cast a shadow on a dying star, where life once thrived eternal nightmare forever stands! For they were cursed to walk these blighted lands and now upon the dirt they will crawl. A bleak parade of the accursed, to the pricipice they will march. The plunge into infinity, beyond the bounds of oblivion. With a morbid fate their blood will mate, a well of snakes a well of souls. Infected! Infected! Infected! This cold sensation this piercing silence emptiness Black...Death! For they were cursed to walk these blighted lands and now upon the dirt they will crawl. A bleak parade of the accursed to the precipice they will march. Oblivion we have become, One with the nightmare The plague serpent swallow the sun! In the absence of light, become your own demise.
6.
Putrid 02:36
Waste, where gods are buried, Deafening silence, death stained pages names carved in flesh! Content with stagnation this world is regression. Etch into walls the stories of anguish. Tremble before the sickness, ripped from the seams of the night. Cellular degenration in the self. Sight burning with fire, remnant of hadean eras. It is now with these eyes one shall be reborn. Those foul creations stemming from gorges, stretching, winding piercing the heavens A nation of blood. The life of words will end at the lips Infernal doorways open. A new creation, the age of conflict and like all stories there is an ending. Slit your wrist, sign the contract,draw the curtain, welcome home. Sever the chords! Release that which has been concealed. Hidden away from the birth of the sun. Shivering and shaking, the shedding of mortal skin. In the darkest corners was the echo of chantings. It was there he could see them, upon the horizon the last breaths of they who had fallen from the blood warm now cold. Barren and lifeless is the destination. Freed from illusion this Putrid existence. I am the hammer, I am the war, I am the beginning of the end..
7.
Silenced 04:00
And so the body will lay and the soul stands rotting. Fractured memories etched in the skin, torn from the realm of the breathing. (Pitiful tale pathetic existence) Every blink is a door that opens and closes. The singing of wings dance around the carcass. Screams become a ballad close your eyes (just stop breathing just stop moving) feel the pulse and the skin still writhing. watch the light flee the eyes the pulse is slowing, as life leaves you (Into the skin again and again) I am disgust, discarded scraps that didnt make the cut. never wrote in silence until now and the voices and the whispers won't be silenced (not enough for me to relive the end of a tale) This mind is a mess and I can't quite make it up enough. So we meet now after the locked has been latched. Manifest anguish by looking within the mirror --pockets of flesh bubble up memories kissed by flames. Such a deep unease Fall from life, into the flame. Take my hand I will guide you to life. From the depths of the dark. Take a breath close your eyes. Now arise Ignorance promise protection ignorance is Bliss! We live to die alone. Sharing lungs just breathe. Sharing the mind as one. Reaching out to save me from myself (Who am I? What am I?) Stay the way you are, lost so I'm needed the only way I feel alive. Soul to Shell inseparable abscond in to reality of suffering

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released January 7, 2020

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The Impaler Melbourne, Australia

Impaler chooses to remain faceless, nameless, and shrouded in mystery with the purpose to maintain their main focus, which is their sound.
Their sound is a solid wall of death metal The band's metal influences derive from bands such as Thy Art Is Murder, Whitechapel, and Mesuggah, and these influences can be heard in the band's hectic riffs and sonic aggression
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