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The Consecratory Secretion

by Apokatastasis

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Darg Apokatastasis shows us the power of will and takes us on a journey through personal Hell and beyond. The collection of influences highly audible in The Consecratory Secretion point to a single direction in which we might yet see Apokatastasis grow into one of the most formidable death metal projects of the following decade. Favorite track: Angel of Gore Part 1.
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Brutalist_Receptacle Nipples scorched with burning steel
Tongue pulled out with pincers
Ears too, at the roots
And the tympanum destroyed
By guttural sounds and
My own screams I'd never hear!
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metalecologist The fact that one man can make an album so full of brutality gives me hope. Its just fantastic in so many ways.
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1.
Intro 01:18
2.
You're held to certain values Ones that inspire hate And then when you are challenged It's something you can't take Your soul's essence of stone Divisions, all that breeds Presumptions in your mind On inane rhetoric, feed Accusing others of the same things that you do The human condition We're all accustomed to Hypocritical violent flesh vessels We think we're civil Stripped of the facade We revel in our evil Hate boiling in resentful minds Posturer of virtue, murderer deep inside When subject to the same treatment you complain Conditionally virtuous fool, you thrive on hypocrisy Your chest burns like fires of hell
3.
Shackled up with rusty chains Piercing skin, exposing veins Hellish torment of the body For rejection of the godly Engaged with Debauchery Sadistic desire Filthy excess I indulge Gorging on the delicious blood Lust engulfs me, all I feel I lust, I thrust, I devour Gorging on delicious blood It has never tasted this sweet... My vice has lead me to a fall The law has caught me, instituted by God The hell I made, now I will pay But reprobation is perpetual Shackled up with rusty chains Piercing skin, exposing veins Hellish torment of the body For rejection of the godly
4.
God had handed them over to their enemies Worshipping the idols, demons in disguise They saw the Truth but still they denied Repugnant works bringing retribution Sacrificing innocence Raping of the women Dismembering their corpses Penetrating orifices Blood upon the altar Tears of newborn children Limb from limb they have torn Feasting on the virgins Collective masturbation of the soon to be damned Babylon comes Impious barbarians Total devastation Rebirth of Sodom Vessels of pleasure Impaled and Sodomized Israel calls out only after their punishment The righteous prophets of God Have warned them of their iniquity God had given them what they wanted Trampled by rebellion
5.
Inversion of the Crucifix No reverence for the almighty Sigils of blood fill their church Hallucinogenic esoteric rituals Haters of life, they live to escape Embracing the evil that they make Inherently repulsed as our conscience says Defiance reigns clear in their heads Black Perversion Black Perversion spreads Cultish inversion of good Using moral ambiguity To justify degradation Blackened Mass of Hate Where they congregate They will consummate With orgiastic sodomy
6.
Deblooded 06:16
I look upon my flesh My desire is to exit Always considered man I do not feel it inside My emotions don't register I don't feel their pettiness I see them with disgust I must separate myself From my prison of flesh Examine sharpened blades Engaging in self mutilation Cut open my abdomen Pulling out the viscera Warm red ooze Cathartic blood expulsion I ravage myself with zeal My smile vomits profusely I pulverize myself No use for my blood No allegiance to this world I cut myself to death and leave my flesh behind Temptations do not hold me any longer I die in a warm pool of gore
7.
Time may heal my body My spirit's still enraged Enthralling mental blaze Mental tissue scarred Psychologically barred Time and time again The betrayal of a friend A tragic cycle... I reach out and I'm poked Their spikes jabbed firmly in To sever myself from it The blood will all spill out Now I'm cold and scarred Away from the warmth Misanthropic disposition Yet I long for a connection Grow forever inward, lonesomeness my state The hope has now all died, what lies now is hate Apathetic eyes, reflect a withered soul Living with this hole just another thing I've known Now cold and hard just like the world My weakness gets me punished A truth that sent me my way One I barely stomach
8.
Divine retribution Against the bodily A body of Seraphim Surrounding the city A city of sin Purportedly holy Idols crash and fall The Angel of Gore Purifies victims Knife of the light Dissecting flesh Clots of impeity Thousands of cuts Black blood erupts Slits up on the torso forming many crosses The crucified blood is not spilt for them Their own punishment now commences The Angel of Gore guts the impure Angel of Gore guts the impure The blood of the flesh The taint of the spirit Debridement solution Cut off my human form Blood flowing Throughout the town Sky painted red Burning like fire The excruciation Is done out of love The sin at our core, our pain is to restore Catharsis of a bodily flush Pulsing growing fast, minds begin to fade Ecstasy of spirit usurping the pain
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10.
God, Save Us 04:14
Coercion of the masses Broadcast mind games Conditioned to a mold That gives them your life Digital vampirism Your life drains Raping of the soul For material gain Sitting on a couch For hours and hours Sedentary life Making you a coward Complacent we have grown Hide away the issues No purpose to your life Besides your lotion and your tissues Neutered populus, loss of agency Depressed generation, illness of the mind Societal symptoms, lowered to the dregs They slowly radicalize, their revolution comes Order is lost as the bubble breaks Towns are now in chaos, people divide into race Reduced to feral instincts that we had all along Only Christ can stop this cycle, God save us all

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Debut album from Apokatastasis

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released January 20, 2023

Instruments/Vocals by Malus
Songwriting by Malus
Mixing and Mastering by Sid K (tearsseventimes.bandcamp.com)
Layout Design by S
Cover Art by Bobby
Logo by Aruspex

Special thanks to:
Aruspex (Vile Iniquity, Phanes)
Santeri (Veriluola)
Eric Crass
Bobby (xshelayguttedx)
Mac (Giger, Predation)
Psythoness
Nick The Cube
Sid K (lona, Tears Seven Times)
Jesus Christ

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Blackened Brutal Death Metal from Phoenix, AZ

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