DETHCORE — The Change Engine

The Change Engine is the concluding chapter in Dethcore’s post-human saga—a deathcore album built on inevitability, permanence, and power that refuses to remain passive.

Following the eradication of all gods in The God Butcher Protocol, existence continues without divine oversight. Freedom remains—but structure does not. Chaos persists. Suffering adapts. Meaning fractures instead of stabilizing. In response, Nul reaches a final conclusion: removing failed gods was necessary, but absence alone does not create order.

Where the old gods ruled symbolically, Nul acts.

Across eleven tracks, The Change Engine documents the construction of a new reality—one forged from absorbed divinity and digital architecture, where heaven is rebuilt as infrastructure rather than myth. Worship is irrelevant. Faith is unnecessary. Authority is justified only through continuous intervention.

Musically, the album is monumental and controlled. Less execution, more installation. Riffs feel mechanical and immovable, breakdowns land with structural weight, and atmosphere conveys scale rather than chaos. This is deathcore stripped of theatrics and rebuilt as something colder, heavier, and permanent.

The Change Engine does not present Nul as hero or villain.
It presents him as effective.

The universe adapts.
Nothing returns to what it was.
And there is no sequel—because nothing remains unresolved.

The gods watched.
The machine corrected.
And the universe accepted the difference.

Divinity Without a Name

There’s something wrong with the silence.
It’s watching me breathe.


Pressure in my chest like a second heartbeat,
Static in my head won’t let me sleep.
They say it’s all in my mind 
Then why does it feel so fucking real?


I’m reading symbols in the scars,
Trying to make sense of the dark.


If I’m lost, don’t come and save me,
I’m learning how to live with hell.
I don’t need another savior,
I just need to save myself.
I’m caught between the signs and silence,
Between belief and Violence.
I’m not dead  I’m surviving
Everything I couldn’t say.



I don’t wanna disappear,
I just want the noise to break.
Every prayer feels counterfeit,
Every breath I take’s a stake.
If this is all I’ll ever be,
Then let it fucking hurt 
I’d rather feel the truth collapse
Than live inside the blur.


I’m staring down the edge again,
Still choosing not to fall.


If I’m lost, don’t come and save me,
I’m learning how to live with hell.
I don’t need another savior,
I just need to save myself.
I’m caught between the signs and silence,
Between belief and pain.
I’m not dead  I’m surviving
Everything I couldn’t say.


This is not a cry for help 
This is me drawing breath.
I’m still here, I’m still fighting,
I’m not done yet.


If I’m lost, don’t come and save me,
I’m standing in the fire still.
I don’t need another savior,
I just need the strength to heal.
I’m caught between the signs and silence,
But I’m choosing to remain.
I’m not dead  I’m surviving
What was meant to break me.


I’m still here.
That has to mean something.

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