DUSTCULT from HARBINGER by 𝙳𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈

trapped by the talons of His embrace, no air, can’t breathe
the Serpent's foul stench suffocates, asphyxiates, strangulates
as you fall limp, with both eyes turned back, your bones have been crushed by the weight of His black cold dead heart
He tears out a vein to drip it all back
in fervor you feed as the Serpent bleeds
no drop will you spill, you harlots of greed

Pray To My Pestilent One, O Swarm of the Fallen

resurgence to pulse, arise by His strings
fall in a worship, silent, deafening
praise Him, fellate
worship, fellate
swallow, fellate
discarded, you wait

led by the strings that were woven in fear, deflesh you must
be veiled, mutate
deviate from stardust you came, corpseborn you are from the seed of the worm
worship while he sodomizes your shame
rise to the altar, dustcult
blindly you follow, dustcult
dead; you are hollow, dustcult
dead you are

• Metal
• brutal death metal
• death metal
• extreme metal
• technical death metal
• Ottawa