Death Cult Philosophy - Corey Bennett, A Dark Orbit

The corrupt have rusted lines of communication

Our ghosts are now the reason we tamper in the dark arts

An intrigue to follow through with the broken souls has brought us all to the

brink of destruction, blood and burials

The age of a different vision is on the verge of a heightened consumption

Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls

This philosophy has become the standard

Choking us with words from the blames we’ve ingested

The danger of all the choices that I’ve been forced to

Ignite the deadened coals are rekindled in the heart spark

Blankets and the cloaks of darkened confusion block all the rational thoughts

that flow inside the veins of the innocent ones

Refusal to take the evil hand of regret is all but challenging

Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls

This philosophy has become the standard

Choking us with words from the blames we’ve ingested

This curse is our firewall

Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls

Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls

This philosophy has become the standard

Choking us with words and the blames we’ve ingested

Death cult tides rising in me

The tide envelopes us all

Surprised, surprising everyone