Putrid

from Death Cult by The Impaler

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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..

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from Death Cult, 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 ... more