The Cull Songtext
von Voluntary Mortification

You
Offer up their sons
Offer up their daughters
Hell′s machination
Offer for the slaughter
Of
Life
You know it's a cultist sacri-
-fice
I′ve been to hell and felt your cold
Knife
Blood fueled seals thirst on your
Blight
They feast on your soul in the
Night


Torn limb from limb
You'll know what they felt
Justice mercy
Which hand will be dealt?
The scales are tipped
Heavy with your doubts

Doubts
It's not too late it′s not too late it′s not too late to embrace faith

Embrace faith
Change your ways
Embrace faith
Change your fate
You
Offer up their sons
Offer up their daughters
Sadistic nation
Offer for the father
Of


Lies
Cries
You
You
Denied
Lives
You
You

Can't pretend your
Choices were mercy
Innocent life
Ripped from "her body"
I′ve seen a pit
In the darkest depths
With your name carved
In blood of regrets
Deaths
It's not too late it′s not too late it's not too late to embrace faith
Embrace faith
Change your fate