BAND NAME: Dehumanize
GENRE: Brutal Death Metal
STATUS: Active
LOCATION: Louisville, Kentucky
Lineup:
Eli Vincent - Vocals, Drum Programming
Tiago James de Souza - Guitars, Bass
Past members:
Alexander Barton - Drums
Anthony Leasgang - Guitars, Bass
Links:
Discography:
Demo 2015/Spewing The Acrid Carnage Of The Blasphemous (demo)
As "Demo 2015":
October 30, 2015, Independent (Digital)
As "Spewing The Acrid Carnage Of The Blasphemous":
2023, Independent (Digital)
In 2023, the track "Let Me 'Axe' You A Question", was removed from "Demo 2015", thus narrowing it down to just the single track in which the current version is named.
1. Spewing The Acrid Carnage Of The Blasphemous 2:31
2. Let Me "Axe" You A Question... 3:25
Pneumothorax (single, 2016, Independent) (Digital)
1. Pneumothorax 3:13
Unbridled Apathetic Torment (EP, May 13, 2016, Independent) (Digital)
1. Chieftain Of Sin 0:50
2. Pneumothorax 3:13
3. Unbridled Apathetic Torment 3:20
4. Festering Intracranial Explosion 3:11
The Evisceration Of Man (collaboration, August 11, 2016, Independent) (Digital)
An instrumental collaboration between Dehumanize and Urethral Injection.
1. The Evisceration Of Man 1:56
The Nine Circles Of Hell (split, February 28, 2016, Arthrodia Records) (Digital)
11. Dehumanize - Let Me 'Axe' You A Question 3:20
12. Dehumanize - Spewing The Acrid Carnage Of The Blasphemous 2:31
Epoch Of Total Somatic Devastation (split, October 29, 2016, Arthrodia Records) (CD, Digital)
1. Dehumanize - Sacrament For The Dead (Intro) 2:01
...There shall never be another dawn...
2. Dehumanize - Excised By Urbanicidal Fruition 3:17
The world concaves in the wake of it
The master returning to his bane
Abhorrent remains, slowly depressed
Into the earth, crushed to dust
Severed conscious, cleaved from bone
The pestilence torn asunder
Metropolish toppled
Humankind severed
Festering carrion
Approach the throne
Torn apart from your filthy homes
The catalyst of your lives
Frenzied, scurrying away
From the blistering sight
Of flesh being separated
Ruination has begun
Return to the barren earth
Gorged upon this bubbling murk
Entrails and sanguine leak
Eyes gaze upon the light
Stricken down with prejudice
Carved into the rotten skull
Malice and irrepute
Let it be on our lips
As we choke on our breath
We were never just or free
Just irredeemable
3. Dehumanize - Imperialistic Structures Cocooned In Rotting Cadavers 2:03
Societal standards of progression
Consuming all it can muster
Ravaging the earthen riches
Devouring and regurgitating
Molding with the corpses
Doing as it pleases
Scattering the remnants
A monument made
Claiming to be justified
Innocence is denied
Writhing in destruction
Bastard of war
Gutting all the nations
Burning down the havens
Reaping its blood harvest
Bleeding the civilians
Gluttonous
Forgetting the dead with false sacraments
Building in its image of war and disgust
Monuments for the apparition of destruction
Built with the gore of foreign policies
God bless us all
4. Dehumanize - One Life Wasted For Another To Lay Waste 2:35
The underlying nature within
Laying in wait, subconsciously
The will to enact our wrath
To waste and become devoid
Our sympathy and apathy
Derived from experiences
Nurture smothers our nature
Creating a shell of a man
Breeding for the need of satisfaction
One that will never be made in us
Longing, loathing in the somatic void
Basking in our failures, becoming waste
Proclamation Of Ethereal Rebuking (Unreleased Instrumental) (single, January 18, 2017, Independent) (Digital)
1. Proclamation Of Ethereal Rebuking (Unreleased Instrumental) 2:47
Tomes Of Splintered Skulls (single, April 9, 2017, Independent) (Digital)
1. Tomes Of Splintered Skulls 3:07
Devised social structures condemn such artifice
By, in turn, stimulating conscience with pleasures
Man-made gods cloud the mind with manipulation
Devotion to the frailties of psychological remedy
Delve into your poisons
With precision and delicacy
Dance with the flames that devour
Give yourself into this desire
Molesting flames, corrosive ideology
Sing your hymns of dying intuition
Imbibing malice, incantations
Of loosed tongues and dead men
Cut your tongue out of your skull
Choke on the blood of disease
Crown your captor with your bones
For you are weak-minded and nulled
Hollowed mind, soul captivated
Mesmerized by the drowning time
Your voice is equivalent to white noise
A regurgitation of sound, without purpose
Sociological flourishing provides greater apathy
Altruism, a lie taught by enchanted vassals
Desperation and depravity become purely mental
Visions of death, in turn, are beautiful tomes
Human minds are devious
Far from innocence or enlightenment
War is physical and mental
Maws that never close
Malicious Parasitic Virulency (single, June 6, 2017, Independent) (Digital)
1. Malicious Parasitic Virulency 3:04
We put our disease upon a pedestal
Bow down in awe of your flaws
Consume in spite, loathe the bloodshed
Yet you will bathe in its wretched ways
Consumerism devours our conscience
Devout to an extent of humanitarianism
Your lives call out for its destruction
Opposition lies
In our dreary lives
Mutating into
Purified parasites
Disgusting display
Purely apathy
Designated lies
To smear the blame
Under our heel
The flesh does peel
Crushing bones
Of the ones before
Blemished lambs are sacrificed as martyrs
Crushing condemnation of governing ties
There will be suffering: pure, unadulterated
Fixate on one, neglect thousands more
We disguise as caring, loving faces
In false pretenses, shameless masquerade
The dead are forgotten, the living negated
Symbiosis achieved in pools of sanguine
Malice
That Which Is Sown (album)
June 27, 2017, Mortuus Music (Digital)
July 1, 2017, Independent (Digital)
August 18, 2017, Mortuus Music (CD)
An alternate title for track 3 is "Stripping Tissue From Bone".
The track "Torturous Inclination" was removed in April 2022.
STANDARD TRACKLIST
1. Behold His Wrath Cometh 4:18
Come, bow your head
Your monuments have fallen
Crushing you under
The foot of your fallacy
Somatic infrastructures of the human specimen
Smolder and corrode within the cataclysm
Deviations and woe are combined into wrath
The just punishment of such destructive might
Hollow, shallow breath
Protruding from your breast
Death has come for all
Silence shall befall
The anguish you've wrought
Shall strangle you now
The chaft is burned away
Annihilation in totality
Flesh is broken, raped of life
Towers crumble, works erased
Virulent species, cleansed in flame
Behold the lamb, no longer slain
Your peril-less mortality is forced down your throat
The words you spoke cut you down with prejudice
Caked in the blood of those you've lusted for
Choking on the fumes of your pointless endeavors
Come, bow and pray
Watch your word decay
Your judgement tolls
His wrath comes in full
2. Tomes Of Splintered Skulls 3:07
Devised social structures condemn such artifice
By, in turn, stimulating conscience with pleasures
Man-made gods cloud the mind with manipulation
Devotion to the frailties of psychological remedy
Delve into your poisons
With precision and delicacy
Dance with the flames that devour
Give yourself into this desire
Molesting flames, corrosive ideology
Sing your hymns of dying intuition
Imbibing malice, incantations
Of loosed tongues and dead men
Cut your tongue out of your skull
Choke on the blood of disease
Crown your captor with your bones
For you are weak-minded and nulled
Hollowed mind, soul captivated
Mesmerized by the drowning time
Your voice is equivalent to white noise
A regurgitation of sound, without purpose
Sociological flourishing provides greater apathy
Altruism, a lie taught by enchanted vassals
Desperation and depravity become purely mental
Visions of death, in turn, are beautiful tomes
Human minds are devious
Far from innocence or enlightenment
War is physical and mental
Maws that never close
3. Pecking Apart The Carrion 3:19
Carcasses piled up towards a crimson sky
In one fell swoop, billions are severed
Successful rebellion was never achievable
Like the temper-tantrums of spoiled bastards
In life, we were as gods
Commanding our own fate
Foolishly, we believed in such
As life drained from our eyes
With a word, we fall deceased
Birds swoop and peck flesh from bone
Feasting off of kings and vagabonds
All flesh tastes the same to them
Total genocide of our kind
Total retribution in blood
There are no graves left for us to dig
No lives to crush in our lustful pursuits
No depravity left to hopelessly feed
No currency left for our souls to sell
With a word, we fall deceased
Birds swoop and peck flesh from bone
Feasting off of kings and vagabonds
All flesh tastes the same to them
4. Malicious Parasitic Virulency 3:04
We put our disease upon a pedestal
Bow down in awe of your flaws
Consume in spite, loathe the bloodshed
Yet you will bathe in its wretched ways
Consumerism devours our conscience
Devout to an extent of humanitarianism
Your lives call out for its destruction
Opposition lies
In our dreary lives
Mutating into
Purified parasites
Disgusting display
Purely apathy
Designated lies
To smear the blame
Under our heel
The flesh does peel
Crushing bones
Of the ones before
Blemished lambs are sacrificed as martyrs
Crushing condemnation of governing ties
There will be suffering: pure, unadulterated
Fixate on one, neglect thousands more
We disguise as caring, loving faces
In false pretenses, shameless masquerade
The dead are forgotten, the living negated
Symbiosis achieved in pools of sanguine
Malice
5. Torturous Inclination 2:49
Toil under the blistering sun
Grasp for the possession's gain
Writhe in the filth of the mind
Poised for the eternal desecration
Bleed out for your prize
Open up your Pandora's box
Extremity begets extremity
Your pleasure is a noose
Satisfaction is short-lived bliss
The moment passes away like sand
You'll crave it again and again
Pain overturns this adolescence
These shortcomings are as blades
Carving deep into bolstering flesh
Craven imagery burns in the eye
Psychological depravity personified
Searing perfection is denied
Seizing under the putrefaction
End the emptiness that encircles
You've damned yourself for nothing
DEHUMANIZE MOTHERFUCKER
GET YOUR GODDAMN HAMMERS OUT
Toil under the blistering sun
Bludgeon your true resolve
You're inclined to always suffer
Absolutes of the narrowed mind
6. Purification Through Bile And Gore 3:34
The lust for power permeates around you
The vermin scavenge, ripping at the corpses
Berate and confiscate, desecration ravenous
Diabolical insurgence, blistering anguish, rot
Brief surge of rage
Reap blood, sow hate
Rampaging belligerence
Concaving embellishment
Derogatory infrastructure
Of the humanoid psyche
Writing in knee-deep sanguine
Blissful annihilation
Psychotic rage imbibed
Into calculated strike
Momentary accomplishment
Improvised defiance
The hatred swells within
Unleashed prejudicely
Unfiltered, purified
For those you've despised
You've succeeded in this
Farce of hate's release
It'll return
It'll never fade
It'll never die
Until you decay
This is wasteful
Feeding into itself
It'll crush you
Until you're nothing
Purification
7. That Which Is Sown, Must Be Reaped 5:14
All the blood that has soiled the earth
And all the corpses, decayed, forgotten
We are the bastardizer of life itself
The destroyers of all purity and altruism
Behold, there comes a great light from above
The end of all your endeavors is personified
The wrath of God, His vengeance realized
All flesh shall be cleansed of the universe
The writing's on the wall
Justice has come for all
Permanence to raze
Defiance will have no place
There will be nothing left of your world
Our reality shall finally be excised
The tumor of the universe, a cancer
That multiplies and brings only death
Shelter from this will not be found
No haven for the impudent vices
He comes with a scythe for harvest
The seeds planted are now ripened
8. Torment 2:13
(Instrumental)
MORTUUS MUSIC BONUS TRACKS
9. Proclamation Of Ethereal Rebuking 2:47
(Instrumental)
10. The Evisceration Of Man 1:56
(Instrumental)
My Cup Overfloweth (single, May 15, 2018, Independent) (Digital)
1. My Cup Overfloweth 2:32
Bastard son of blood and mirth, come forth
Ye cursed by your ancestor's own undoing
Your world shall be of your own merits
A filthy rage encrusted with your afterbirth
May your peace be stricken of you, replaced with the burden of death
May your poison be bittersweet, rotting from the whoring of your worth
May your malfeasance dull your joy as you writhe in wretched speech
'My cup overfloweth' prayed as you spit in the offering place
Not only does the curse thrive in your blood
You've welcome it into your filthy home
Be joyful in the indifference of your existence
Blissful amidst the horrors you partake in
Drunken off of melancholic aspirations
Spewing the acrid acclamation of misanthropy
Consummating with the rage of pestilence
The hubris of euphoric degradation
May your malfeasance dull your joy as you writhe in wretched speech
'My cup overfloweth' prayed as you spit in the offering place
Discography (compilation, August 23, 2018, Christian Metal Underground Records) (CD, Digital)
1. Let Me Axe You A Question 3:25
2. Spewing The Acrid Carnage Of The Blasphemous 2:31
3. Chieftain Of Sin 0:50
4. Pneumothorax 3:13
5. Unbridled Apathetic Torment 3:20
6. Festering Intracranial Explosion 3:11
7. Sacrament For The Dead (Outro) 2:01
8. Excised By Urbanicidal Fruition 3:17
9. Imperial Structures Cocooned In Rotting Cadavers 2:03
10. One Life Wasted For Another To Lay Waste 2:35
11. Behold, His Wrath Cometh! 4:18
12. Tomes Of Splintered Skulls 3:07
13. Pecking Apart The Carrion 3:00
14. Malicious Parasitic Virulency 3:55
15. Torturous Inclination 2:49
16. Purification Through Bile 3:33
17. That Which Is Sown, Must Be Reaped 5:14
18. Torment (Outro) 2:13
Malum, Scelesto, Ferox (album, August 30, 2018, Christian Metal Underground Records) (CD, Digital)
1. A Vile Progression 3:51
2. Virtue Signaling 2:18
3. As Sodom Burns 2:39
4. For We Are Many 2:09
5. Our Unending Depravity 2:58
6. To Be Spared Of Evil 3:21
7. My Cup Overfloweth 2:31
8. Ad Nauseam 3:02
9. Apex Creation, Dubious Catalyst 4:01
10. Imperii Inmotuae 2:38
11. Let Me Axe You A Question 3:03
Epoch Of Total Somatic Devastation (EP, November 25, 2021, Independent) (Digital)
A re-release of Dehumanize's side of the 2016 split as its own EP.
1. Sacrament For The Dead (Intro) 2:01
2. Excised By Urbanicidal Retribution 3:17
3. Imperialistic Structures Cocooned In Cadavers 2:03
4. One Life Wasted So Another May Lay Waste 2:35
They Will Beg For Separation (EP, May 20, 2022, Independent) (Digital)
1. Display Of Execution 1:23
2. They Will Beg For Separation 3:10
3. Anthropomorphic Deicide 3:20
4. Where The Worm Never Dies 2:45
Stench Of The Lifeless (split, February 17, 2023, Independent) (Digital)
Each artist's tracks were uploaded to their respective Bandcamp pages.
4. Dehumanize - Anathematized 3:29
Is it not written:
'My house will be called a house of prayer for all nations'?
But you have made it 'a den of robbers.'
But you have made it a den of thieves
"May no one ever eat fruit from you again"
"May no one ever eat fruit from you again"
"Not one stone here will be left on another;
Every single one be cast down."
"Brother will betray brother to their death, and a father his child."
"The sun will be darkened,
And the moon will give no light;
The stars will fall from the sky,
And the heavenly bodies will be shaken.
He will send his angels and gather his elect from the four winds,
From the ends of the earth to the ends of the heavens."
From the ends of the earth
To the ends of the heavens
5. Dehumanize - Filii Irae 3:26
This corpse, our temple
We fill up with falsehood
Our husk, we mutilate
In pursuit of fulfillment
Selfishness, we drive
Piloted by delusions
There is no fulfillment
In the iron that rusts away
Life consumed in madness
We give ourselves to death
Imposing inevitability
Numb the pain, numb the ache
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?'
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?'
Devoted to easements
Pleasures that always fade
We give ourselves to death
Numb the shame, numb the dread
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?'
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?'
Obsession
Desensitized
Abhorrent reality
Children born of wrath
Imperfection, deficit
Reguilded by process
Numbing the dread
Of the inevitable
Becoming passive
Into dorcelessness
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?
Oh God, the boiling anger
That clings to my heart'
'Oh God, where's the end?
Oh God, where's my sign?
Oh God, the boiling anger
That clings to my heart'
6. Dehumanize - Devotion To Repugnance 2:56
Disobedience
The burden self-imbibed
Accursed dichotomy
Polarized to Him
Degenerates like us
Belong on a cross
Degenerates like us
Belong on a cross
Absolute power
Grasped for by hands
That are owed nothing
Our lusts we deify
Degenerates like us
Belong on a cross
Festering arrogance clinging to flesh
Ye, the creation, lying in your shit
Devotion to repugnance
Degenerates like us
Belong on a cross
Festering arrogance
Clinging to their flesh
Degenerates like us
Belong on a cross
Festering arrogance
Clinging to their flesh
We are owed nothing
Promo 2023 (demo, December 23, 2023)
1. A Rescinding Hand 5:20
"How long Lord?
Will you hide Your face forever?
How long will
Your wrath burn like fire?"
Why does he suffer us for so long?
"Should we sin on now so
That grace should abound?"
I know the answer
Yet I had ignored it
Why does he seek out
They so entangled
Why does he suffer me so long?
"Should we sin on now so
That grace should abound?"
I know the answer
Yet I still ignore it
I see the long indifferent
Stare turning to desolation
Long does he suffer
Long does he await
Can we really be surprised
When our indifference is met
With a rescinding hand
And the shattering of altars?
Long does He suffer
And many still will
See His grace reveal
But He is not mocked
How long will He, then?
When will this end?
Many times before
Another callous horde
"Should we then sin on now so
That grace should abound?"
We knew the answer
Yet here we continue
Here we are now
Meet the rescinding hand
Shattered by the altars
"How long Lord?
Will you hide Your face forever?
How long will
Your wrath burn like fire?"
2. The Closest Place To Nothingness 4:57
Why do we tarry, and hope for chance
Do we seek glories abundant?
How many chances do we deserve
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left
Maybe even less than we believe
Death has no love
Death is not rest
Disintegration
How many chances do we deserve
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left
Maybe even less than we believe
Son of Adam
Surely you will die
Will you remain
An enemy of God?
Do you hope for rest
In the bowels of Sheol?
The closest place to nothingness
Do you hope for rest there
In the bowels of Sheol?
Do you believe that
All roads lead to rest?
The crucified thief that
Testified of the Son
Not all that live here
Are given such chance
Superbia Falsum Deum Creat (album)
October 4, 2024, Independent (Digital)
October 11, 2024, Vision Of God Records (CD, Digital)
1. Hang Me From A Thousand Suns 6:02
The mind is a wasteland
The heart, it's cruel steward
Dust, the reflection of God
Corrupted image, tyranny
Limited perception
Limited perception
Yet it is consuming
Tyranny of the flesh
The mind is a host of maggots
Feeding off of blackened rot
Recede to darkness' walls
Beseech creation to fall away
Woe to prideful self-worship
Feeding perception into comfort
The crown of pride is a parasite
Insidious, the nature of self-indulgence
Forgive me, Lord
My lack or remorse
Hang me from
A thousand suns
You, whom bless
The iniquitous
Rend the rancid
Crown of pride
Tear it from my
Relentless head
Forgive me my
Life of apathy
Pride creates
A false god
Superbia Falsum
Deum Creat
2. A Rescinding Hand 5:18
"How long Lord?
Will you hide Your face forever?
How long will
Your wrath burn like fire?"
Why does He suffer us for so long?
"Should we sin on now
That grace should abound?"
I know the answer
Yet I had ignored it
Why does He seek out
They so entangled?
"Should we sin on now
That grace should abound?"
I know the answer
Yet I still ignore it
I see the long, indifferent
Stare turning to desolation
Long does He suffer
Long does He await
Can we really be surprised
When our indifference is met
With a rescinding hand
And the shattering of idols?
Long does He suffer
And many still will
See His grace reveal
But He is not mocked
How long will He, then?
When will this end?
Many times before
Another callous horde
"Should we then sin on now
That grace should abound?"
We knew the answer
Yet here we continue
Here we are now
Meet the rescinding hand
Shattered be the altars
"How long Lord?
Will you hide Your face forever?
How long will
Your wrath burn like fire?"
3. The Closest Place To Nothingness 4:56
Why do we tarry, and hope for chance
Do we seek glories abundant?
How many chances do we deserve?
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left?
Maybe even less than we believe
Death has no love
Death is not rest
Disintegration
The closest place to nothingness
How many chances do we deserve?
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left?
Maybe even less than we believe
Do you hope for rest
In the bowels of Sheol?
The closest place to nothingness
Do you hope for rest there
In the bowels of Sheol?
Do you believe that
All roads lead to rest?
The crucified thief
That testified of the Son
Not all that live here
Are given such chance
4. Fall On Your Sword 4:18
Opportunism burned innocence
Pride and arrogance killed purity
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you'd only
Discard from your hand
Do you wish for the world
Turned to cinder, just know
You and your beloved fuel
The furnace, too
The soul is not ours to buy or sell
Will yours come with eternal desolation?
You are no god in this life
Mourn for the worlds that you built
In your fantasies, forget the fallacies
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you'd only
Discard from your hand
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you'd only
Discard from your hand
Go
Kill your ego
Fall on your sword
Fall on your sword
Kill your ego
Kill your entitlement
You are no usurper
Show some contrition
Fall on your sword
Fall on your sword
You are no god in this life
Mourn for the worlds that you built
In your fantasies, forget the fallacies
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you'd only
Discard from your hand
You are made in reflection
5. Through Tiring Eyes 4:04
Limited view
Through tiring eyes
In this, I know
I'm just a fraction
We, the mortal
Don't see the whole
In our memories, we obscure it
Collective ideals, they
Are empty taskmasters
To manifest perfection
In aching, frail hands
In our memories, we obscure it
6. War Of Attrition 2:56
Spiritual warfare
Is a war of attrition
In search of purpose
We make appetites
Objectively makes
Half-truth perspective
Self-righteousness
A bed of delusions
Self-importance
Is a slave driver
Entertainment makes
False purposes
Monetization
Calculated manipulator
Driven to weave in
Mankind's desires
His promises are unchanged
Yet my body aches to flee
Regeneration, come swiftly
Sin grows on like a weed
Looking for a new fixation
By digging through graves
Nothing new under the sun
Self-indulgence a slaver
The comfort of death forever?
7. Outerlude 3:33
Even death will die
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