Anticult Apocalypse, by Sadistic Sacrament

Anticult Apocalypse

by Sadistic Sacrament

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HRH Wolf It is ... quite the grown-up album, compared to of what I remember of them. I'd go as far and call it on an equal standing as Dark Fortress - Ylem or their Veneral Dawn album. Also feeling touches of Pest. Glimpses of Blut Aus Nord. And it pairs up very nicely with Paysage D'hiver and Nocte Obducta. Favorite track: Creo Ignem II - Lichtversehrt.

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1.	The Old One On Her Thrones 05:24	lyrics	buy track
I have seen the old one on her thrones heard her speak the blasphemies of truth through the slow and turgid drudge of nameless aeons with a torturous voice a shapeless vastness and division without end she fills up every crevice every breach every depth she whispers in low voices whenever skin is near the call of procreation spawning enormities the will is genetic the world a feeding ground birth mother of maggots the death-life multitude sprawling amorphous substance this old and foetid ooze excrescence of a cyclopean biosphere undead magna mater yesod svadhishthana ia ia shub niggurath a fertile pool of slime viscous molten and divine nonlocal a hyperthing she whispers in low voices whenever skin is near the call of procreation spawning enormities the will is genetic the world a breeding ground birth mother of maggots the death-life multitude black goat of the woods with a thousand young
2.	Anticvlt 03:58	lyrics	buy track
Anticult in the face of nothingness deconstruct patterns of a thousand thoughts entropy world-without-us manifest cosmic dread revealed in its hiddenness absurd birth everything is suffering anti life against the is-ought fallacy suicide ever open is the door last resort better never to have been writ in flesh all life ends hideous genetic gnosis anticult apocalypse a fragile self suspended over hell archean bacterial colonies microbial in roughly human shape we are oh imago dei in aeternitas extinction final human destiny worthless creeds nation blood and ancestry hollow faith armies ignorant by night unyielding on despair we build the cult sag siehts du den antikult nicht er trägt so ein finsteres teufelsgesicht er öffnet die augen und säubert das herz der kult ist ein mittel gegen den schmerz absurd birth suffer procreate and die allergy nature mired in disgust aversion anti everything at all anticult nihil vincit omnia
3.	Creo Ignem I - Abgrund 07:34	lyrics	buy track
Der abgrund öffnet sich ein riss zwischen den kontinenten der nacht und inseln unter bleierner sonne er breitet seine arme aus es sind die kleinen dinge in denen das Fallen wohnt der Abgrund schaut herauf umarmt mich krummen Vogel ich zitter die arme der nacht sind weit halb reißt es mich halb springe ich Der erste nagel sticht zuerst ganz vorsichtig die haut wird weiß bevor sie bricht der zweite nagel schlägt so tief die hand ihn trägt in meinen leib ders still erträgt der dritte nagel nimmt das ungeborne kind wie er bitter rot durch den nabel dringt dead she lies in me my womb is a grave der gesang der klageweiber wabert durch die nacht ich hab dich heute umgebracht der gesang der klageweiber wabert durch die nacht ich hab mich heute umgebracht
4.	Creo Ignem II - Lichtversehrt 05:40	lyrics	buy track
Von allen händen blieben spuren und du wurdest was du bist ein rattennest ein ungeheuer ein vernarbtes krummes ding creo ignem ex utero maledicto matrix malum et rattorum fetus damnificus pater noster qui es in caelis rapio me benedictus fructus tui fructus male komm mein kind komm her zu mir gottes liebe zeig ich dir gottes wort mit hellem klang nimm nun an was in dich drang alte sonne saures licht der vater scheint dir ins gesicht das weiße tuch hält dich im arm und das licht ist nicht mehr warm tantum ergo sacramentum veneremur cernui et antiquum documentum novo cedat ritui creo ignem ex utero maledicto pater noster qui es in caelis rapio me benedictus fructus tui fructus male leave me alone please let me sleep
5.	Drenched In Piss 04:46	lyrics	buy track
Life is dissappointment and nothing is amusing destined to extinction a universe in ruins I'll teach abyssal ethics the virtue of despair lock eyes with deep crevasses in all things good and fair drenched in piss and excrement we're shat out from the devil's hole and masturbate impotently against a world beyond control cast upon this filthy earth to grub obscenely on the floor it's fighting feasting fucking dying mother nature is a whore the mortal coil the slings and arrows senseless brute cacophony we gaze through bars and darkenend glass at our own absurdity as silly mimes condemned to act in some malignant cabaret we struggle strive and improvise then exit left come closing day a lesson in the absurd, obscenity existence no answers for the asking a lessening divine we're draped in sweet illusion of value and of might adrift in deep confusion towards the shores of night
6.	The Second Coming 04:39	lyrics	buy track
Fiery tide murderous light plague wind world demise the hour come round at last awoken from nightmare to hell the rough beast rising in rage called death the destroyer of worlds I see giants trampling men towers blotting out the sun shadows of a falling world titan boots grind bones to dust fires drown the stars above hellsuns of a falling world this a dark age growing darker tides of horror on the rise from within the widening gyre fly the falcon's final cries so come sweet end of days the blood-dimmed tide the beast awakes and you and I shall be no more and amidst the smoking ruins in a proud and bloodied pose backs unbent and wills unbroken over a shattered earth alone stand the scornful last survivors in triumphant pyrrhic pose I see tyrants in their graves deathless words awake remain iron fists in choking grasp heroes failing every task all is void a world decayed see the foot of fire falling burning shades into the concrete burn away a world decayed
7.	Necropotence 04:48	lyrics	buy track
At midnight summoned in sodom by nocturnal blasphemies unholy forces of evil the cursed angel of doom inni a satana necromantical screams pure fucking armageddon the rising of our tribe outbreak of evil satanic rites my dark subconcious a black seared heart when a thousand moons have circled and blood runs from the altar then we are in league with satan and the darkness and the evil return through dark and forgotten valleys I walk the path of sorrow into a magical night where winters forever cry departing from the mortals into the pentagram I enter the eternal fire under a funeral moon ancient and hateful a black metal gestalt touched by the grave wind ours is the cult into my deepest desire and the secrets of the black arts
8.	Creo Ignem III - Brandgericht 04:50	lyrics	buy track
Endlich vater mein in kalten ketten fiebrig ist dein fahles fleisch in meiner hand ein halbes messer halb ins warme licht versenkt agnus dei et inferni sacrifico te incendo steigt der süße Rauch zum Himmel wäscht er diese Sünde rein brenn in the glare of the burning church purified by burzumic blaze shadows brought by the flames to life in fire my sacrament begins ex utero maledicto ignem creo fleisch von deinem fleisch blut von deinem blut haß von meinem leid feuer von meiner glut dies irae dies illa solvet templum in favilla dies irae dies illa solvet patrem in favilla
9.	Redemption 07:13	lyrics	buy track
Full of ash is the womb of creation where evil breeds discontent and despair through elation necrotic seeds in the ache of a fevered circle of lusts and needs generations file through a portal that screams and bleeds omega covenant a god come into flesh the final fact obtains a suicide divine in the dust of the planet lie remnants of the killing knife the death of god in rot manifest eschaton of creation revealed only thought can stare into the hollow only we can see there's nothing there and the horror is reaching out its feelers penetrating through the eyes and skin strive not and surrender to nothing to the god that desires to die in abeyance to death the almighty to the final and absolute end morbid slaves to the throes of creation by the will that annihilates will play your part in this self immolation total death of spirit itself every womb must be sterile and barren all hope undone for the world to be empty of voices is eschaton when the last echoes fade into silence soft rains will come in a void absolute and eternal we will be gone now behold we can hasten redemption this can be done rejoice we can murder creation let this be done

about

There is a crack in everything, it’s how hell gets in. A tapestry of horror underlies all Being, a viscous, amorphous subjection to uncaring, mindless forces. We are never our own. Hence, Aversion against all value. Allergy against hope. Anticult is the nothing in everything. Anticult is submission to horror. Anticult is the abyss of the real. Anticult is against you. Welcome to the new sect.

credits

released November 25, 2022

Bass Ahzek Ahrimam
Drums Bromassur
Guitars Jahi
Guitars Schrat
Vocals Mog-Pharau

Logo Design by Bromassur
Cover Art by HexTex (www.redbubble.com/people/HexTex/shop) Thank you dearly!

All music by Sadistic Sacrament
All lyrics by Thomas A. Jahnke