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Advanced Stage Decomposition
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Death Metal/Black Metal
Advanced Stage Decomposition was released on June 11, 2026 by Relapse Records as a part of the album Pious Impiety - EP
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Release DateJune 11, 2026
LabelRelapse Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Devourment
Devourment
Performer
Brad Fincher
Brad Fincher
Drums
Ruben Rosas
Ruben Rosas
Lead Vocals
Marvin Ruiz
Marvin Ruiz
Electric Guitar
Dave Spencer
Dave Spencer
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Fincher
Brad Fincher
Songwriter
Ruben Rosas
Ruben Rosas
Songwriter
Marvin Ruiz
Marvin Ruiz
Songwriter
Dave Spencer
Dave Spencer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Schmuck
Daniel Schmuck
Mixing Engineer, Producer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hear me now, my testimony of my grisly disposition
Behaviors deemed forbidden by an equally deranged civilization
The ghoul inside me has awakened urges that defy comprehension
To defile human remains in advanced stages of decomposition
[Verse 2]
Come with me
Come to die
Feel my knife perforate your skin
Puncture wounds ruthlessly inflicted
Drowning in blood
Gurgling in death
[Verse 3]
Begins the process of putrefaction
I anticipate peak ripeness
Three weeks festered, black and green
The stench overwhelms my senses
My pulse intensifies, my hands tremble
With vulgar intent, my libido quickens
My cock expands to obscene proportions
[Verse 4]
Bones protrude as I force your legs wide open
To my delight, maggots pour out of your rotten cunt
[Verse 5]
I tongue fuck this putrefied post-mortem specimen
I consume the worm-infested seepage dripping from your rectum
Olfactive overload, I feed until I'm full
Readily upon your face, I jack off, spewing massive loads of pus
I bite your fingers off
Using them, I gag myself and retch
In your gaping mouth
I upheave the still-writhing contents
The pressure in your torso erupts like a swollen abscess
Volatile gases emit, I inhale the putrefact
Coating myself with the liquefied soup-like visceral remains
[Verse 6]
With my hacksaw, I render you headless
Firmly clutching a fistful of hair, I elevate the lifeless head
With conviction, our tongues French kiss while I fuck the esophagus
[Verse 7]
This is fucking art
[Verse 8]
God-tier pleasure and fulfillment like I've never experienced in my life
No cure for my sickness
Soon my tendencies will resurface once again
Until then, I'll be lurking in the dark, searching for the next cadaver to fulfill my sick desires
Written by: Brad Fincher, Dave Spencer, Marvin Ruiz, Ruben Rosas
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