[Spoken Intro — low, ominous, ritualistic, not sung] (voice dry, cold, commanding) "mors aeterna audit vos qui spiratis numeravi dies vestros et falx iam movetur non est fuga non est misericordia vivere est mori lente et ego venio colligere" (feedback swell) [Section I — immediate shrieked assault] death steps through the pulse of the world scythe dragging sparks from marrow every breath screams betrayal life collapses under counting hands the ground opens its mouth to receive the still-warm souls ripped loose mid-prayer throats torn from tomorrow [Section II — higher, strained shrieking, relentless] no balance no mercy no judgment only harvest flesh is weighed fear ripens the living stagger blindly already owned names rot off the tongue of god as death speaks first [Section III — relentless screaming, desecration] churches sink into black soil altars split and scream faith snaps mid-inhale as spirits are torn free prayers die unborn on bitten tongues bells choke on silence necks follow death does not answer death interrupts [Spoken Interlude — mid-song, spoken word, cold and threatening] (voice flat, close-mic, no rhythm, no melody) "you were not born to live you were counted every breath was measured every step recorded i walked beside you unseen while you learned to hope now hope expires your name is ripe your soul is warm the harvest does not wait i am not coming i am already here" (feedback surge, blast beats resume) [Section IV — slower, crushing, still screamed] born already marked lungs borrowed from the grave every heartbeat a debt every step closer hands of rust law of bone he does not hate he finishes the living are crops that scream when pulled [Section V — accelerating, feral delivery] strip the soul leave the husk strip the soul leave the husk no crown follows no light waits only the weight of being taken alive [Section VI — final vocal barrage, no refrain] death walks death counts death harvests fields empty wind mute the last scream fades before the body hits the dirt [Outro — shrieks decaying into feedback] the world exhales and does not inhale again death waits patient for life to grow wrong
