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.

Death Wins

by Our Last Crusade

/
  • Streaming + Download

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

      $9 CAD  or more

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 13 Our Last Crusade releases available on Bandcamp and save 20%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Death Wins, Thulcandra, Hail Destroyer, Deathbound, Heatvision, Nomad, Martyr Market, The Naivety Scene, and 5 more. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      $32 CAD or more (20% OFF)

     

1.
Heatvision 04:12
Time drifting by like a canyon’s sigh Years glazing o’er like an old man’s eyes Circle and circle in the cosmic snare Omnipresent, but never here Cosmic ghost Steer my bones Deathless verse Accept this host Infinitely spiraling; committed Flash flood of clairvoyancy; unshaken Prescience astride damnation, bent and stretched in all directions Inside a vision, have I been a glorious captive? Have I been a captive? God's will is nigh and mine succeeds his lust for slaughter Worship divine, in place of cross, erect my banner Beyond the dust, where blackness meets omniscient eye Deify my suffering, lead me to the other side You are the ghost that steers my fucking bones Cosmic regeneration Accept the host upon his throne Death is mine I won’t deny you’ll find me willing To submit to, to commit to, the other side I submit to I commit to I exist to walk the path of myth and fire Forfeited long ago to Fortune's damned throne Sweet spell of premonition: free me of this earthly form Willing vessel Mind untethered False creation dancing to another's ire Permitted no reprieve from this eternal dream Cruel cult of divination: free me of my deeds Forfeited to the sand by nature's plotting hands Sweet spell of premonition: make me more than man Cosmic ghost Steer my bones Deathless verse Accept this host Infinitely spiraling; committed Flash flood of clairvoyancy; unshaken Prescience astride damnation, bent and stretched in all directions Inside a vision, have I been a glorious captive? Though I can see, I cannot prevent It's coming for us all Death wins
2.
Deathbound 04:06
Infinite? I could swear this is the end If it be so What did you do and what if you saw the dawn? Can your morals stand their ground, who will you be if it comes around? Will the chaos reign or can you cast it out? If it be so What did you do and what if you saw the dawn? The end is nigh, no time to waste Die with regret or sated fantasies? If I survive, who will I be? We count on chance and contrivance Do I roll the dice or die a man? If I survive, who will I be then? Hammers in the distance Prepping for the bloodshed Counting down the minutes Locked in embrace or chasing violence Stars dipping down Apocalypse Apocalypse Infinite? I could swear this is the end If it be so What did you do and what if you saw the dawn? Can your morals stand their ground, who will you be if it comes around? Will the chaos reign or can you cast it out? If it be so What did you do and what if you saw the dawn? Apocalypse Hammers in the distance Prepping for the bloodshed Counting down the minutes Locked in embrace or chasing Stars dipping Apocalypse Apocalypse Such questions, rarely posed, and rarer still: the honest answer. Lie to ourselves and those we love, for, the truth, we cannot fathom. It’s a matter of belief, I think, if we be more than baseless creatures. Who will you be when you’re dead-end fucking bound?
3.
Thulcandra 03:39
Spectral hosts uncounted, voices dancing on the air A trick of light reveals them, surrounding How many eyes here have bore witness to every goddamn error I have made? How many hearts here have been broken by every fucking soul that I've betrayed? Man Reach across the stars and spread our woes God – stand aside It's just who we are: we build and burn Education through fear and submission, assimilate into the one Education to the willing unevolved, termination of resistant unteachables Obfuscation of dominion for the ones to come, murderers to heroes ever on We expand to fill the void, march disease from host to host It's just who we are: we build and burn These sorry beings must be below us cause they bow to different ghosts We destroy and then explore It's just who we are We expand to fill the void, march disease from host to fucking host It's who we are Man Reach across the stars and spread our woes God – stand aside It's just who we are: we build and burn Man Reach across the stars and spread our woes
4.
Purified 03:38
Unwilling offspring of malignant seeding Conceding our breath has lost all fucking meaning All this brood tainted before it was spawned Cast out of favor before it could run Feeding on shadows in spite of the sun All of our children will weep at the dawn What's dead is won What's dead is won I've been sinking further and further with each generation I've been thinking – fuck, did I say that out loud? I meant I've kept my head down Eyes to the ground: no sound Like a dog sicced on the nearest target Don't question your motivations, our only option is: DEATH. KILL. BREAK THE SPIRIT. Don't try to share in the blame DEATH. KILL. BREAK THE SPIRIT. The sins of the father shall be visited upon his children Unwilling Upon his children Oblivious Is there confusion in the eye? Who gives a fuck Is there confusion in the eye? What’s dead is won is lost Purified Cast aside Listless eyes Fratricide Purified Will resigned Soulless hive Patricide Purified Cleanse us of our sins cause we don't know where to begin Keep from looking in, find a scapegoat in the has-been Struggling to breathe in the miasma we've created Can't be the cause, but we all can't be the victim Find a scapegoat, bring it to the slaughter Purify, bleed him on the altar Death wins Purified
5.
Nomad 04:26
Advancement, like bible, counting the stars to lead us Forgive or forget us, just mutts to bear the failures Discover by trial, build; let the dirt admire Aeons in the mire, we only move by firelight We only move by firelight Son, breathe in life Search every dawn for a promise beyond our lonely skies above Still yearning for a place to call our own Is this forever? I'm losing track How much silence exists inside us? Is there a distance that's too great to cross? Finding purpose in all this empty progress Are we lonely, or is this all there is? Death wins Death We only move We only move by firelight We only move We only move by fire Son Make new Forget Our sins and begin again How much silence exists inside us? How much silence exists inside us? How much silence exists inside us? How much silence exists inside us? Death wins Will you fall? Onward Will you fall? Onward
6.
Forever a failure All we leave behind are our complaints Always the victim Never at fault, just a product of our fathers What's it like waiting to die? Lashing out to hide the guilt in each sigh Chip on your shoulder, but no shoulder to cry on No one left to leech off A pariah speaks its mind Midst the barking and hollow cries Who's a fascist and who's behind? The afflicted roll the die Now come the desolate Rushing to be fed Now come the desolate Hanging on to every thread Sinking into nothingness Days evermore calamitous Crooked mass Now come the desolate All we want is a fucking handout: someone else to pay for our sins Forsake our cursed skin All so scared of looking in You've said enough, you fucking worm Is your heart so devoid of basic pride? You're no martyr, stop pretending you're so hard done by Shopping 'round for the latest cause to capitalize Stand up straight and grow a fucking spine Misplaced wolves, displaced sheep Collective calamity Misplaced wolves, displaced fucking sheep (forever) Casualties of the human comedy (a failure)
7.
Flowerhead 04:40
Hive lives Death’s eye fixed Grave mind Send forth your kin, your cruelest kind Scour the dirt, reach from beyond and ravage the edges we leave unseen (The mind unwilling to accept) Walking the line, biding its time with posture so grand in obscenity (The body forced to comprehend) Thoughts gripped in terror, eyes wide with horror, limbs taking on a life their own (The mind unwilling to accept) We are the hunted, prey to the new regime, craven vermin to feed the whole (The body forced) Hive Snaring, encircling the light Construct opposing design Natured corrupted and blind Focused, permanent ire Product of failure and pride Swarming A god in crawling flesh Terrible flowerhead Unknown to known to unknowable What we could grasp we could never repeat The void is dead, long live the void The void is dead, long live the void A soulless hive It bides its time Hive lives Hive Snaring, encircling the light Construct opposing design Natured corrupted and blind Focused, permanent ire Product of failure and pride Long live the void
8.
9.
VØID CVLT 04:32
Silence Guide us Void cult Descending into the everblack Endless Un-make us Void cult Descending Fade to black Planted an idea just to watch it flower into a disease Cold earth Save us Guide us home Hellbent We're always yearning To be made unwhole Our last steps, we take alone Have no fear, this close to home To the mirror we all go, willing To be made unwhole Our last steps, we take alone Withered legs, brittle hands, death wins at every turn Have no fear, surround to the call Void cult, hellbent, to the mirror we go To be made unwhole Oh, I feel it, crawling closer with each thought Who'd've thought a seed so shallowly planted would grow so quickly To encompass all my being A thousand eyes peering together into the black see nothing In a nightmare, restless and vexed, each day's worse than the last With a god that's colder than morning light's empty lie Emptiness' the only thing we miss Silence Guide us Void cult Descending into the everblack Save us Un-make us Void cult There's only madness here-on in In this: the quiet death There's always too much time The loneliness survives us Fade to black Hellbent

credits

released January 20, 2023

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Our Last Crusade Calgary, Alberta

8-string Metal from Calgary, Alberta, Canada.

contact / help

Contact Our Last Crusade

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Our Last Crusade, you may also like: