We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Five Points to Augment

from Chaos Sculptor by Chaos Sculptor

/

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $1 USD  or more

     

  • Buy the Full Digital Album

lyrics

Look here, my mother, thy given birth and life
My soul calls not to the pearly gates of all enchanting pride
I draw the art of unholy kind to put forth ink and pen
To draw the star of waging sin, warning most of this storm within

Pentagram, five points to augment
Circling my life, soul grows strong
As my light burns brighter

Cowards, watch me now, as I curse your flesh and break it down
Boiled down for a stew tonight, your petty soul what a swell delight
As a recipe drawn I pencil down to put forth ink and pen
Eating your soul a great delight, a haneous crime now mine to hide

Ritual, coal for earth, fluid for water
Match for the air and I light the fire

Slit their wrists into the pot boil
All the flesh to a great stock
Pour it upon the sticks
Formed in a devil
All heretics chant
Light the torch, praise him now

Pour it upon the sticks
Formed in a devil
All heretics chant
Light the torch, praise him now

Look here, my heretics, my souls of thee unlight
Our vessel holds to the pearly gates that we shall knock down
We chant the call of unholy might to vanquish white light
Draw upon a waging sin, warring to heaven now begins

Pentagram, five points to augment
Circling my life, soul grows strong
As my light burns brighter

Father, watch me now
As your holy gate has been kicked down
Angles scream as we besiege
Burning your fields to plant our seeds
As a touch of crimson trickles down
I put forth ink and pen
Here lies angels raped as queens
A hideous crime beyond obscene

Ritual, coal for earth, fluid for water
Match for the air and I light the fire

Bound the wrists of the holy god brought down
To his knees in his kingdom
Fuck all his holy whores
As his flesh is nailed down
Now all heretics
Chant the curse, kill him now

Fuck all his holy whores
As his flesh is nailed down
Now all heretics
Chant the curse, kill him now

And as the sun turns to an inverted void
I look toward my ending sunrise
Across these barren lands of burning death
Ripe with lust for the repeating time circle
I detest the throne of clouds
Buried now in the darkest smoke
Golden throne, bronzed into a rustpile
Now rest in pain with your angels mouth on my

credits

from Chaos Sculptor, released December 20, 2020

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Chaos Sculptor image

Chaos Sculptor Citrus Heights, California

Darrin Lett, mainly self-taught, has worked diligently over the last ten years learning not only recording arts but also how to fully compose guitar, bass, drums and extreme vocal patterns to finally create his debut album self-titled “Chaos Sculptor.” session drums were recorded by the phenomenal Krzysztof Klingbein, drummer of Deathspawn ... more

contact / help

Contact Chaos Sculptor

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Chaos Sculptor, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Featuring interviews with LA music scene pillar Kamasi Washington, and new London-based duo Mrcy.

listen now