paroles de chanson Cullscape - Origin

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