Is it spring yet? There is lust in the air, so much lust. But don’t get your hopes up, RMR didn’t just team up with PornHub. Instead, this is all about – Lust of Decay. That’s right. Lewd putrescence and salacious, festering degradation on steroids. And true to form, the band has a history of dispersing such nasty atrocities.
The RMR crew just covered a hapless blackened doom piece showing us the wanton pathways to certain damnation. If you don’t follow the script of the nailed god, that is. But, what ever happened to all those bodies this process produced? Nothing lustful, I tell ya. They got Entombed in Sewage, Lust of Decay just brutally announced. Do proceed if you dare. Oh, and happy vomiting!
I reckon, you know what awaits you. The album cover must have told you already, and the name of the band precedes all of that mouldy morass. You will be covered in putrid Brutal Death Metal with an affinity for the Scandinavian fare. A style moving right down the middle of that stream of smelly objects, always visiting unspeakable places where folks like Cannibal Corpse have already dined a short while ago. And all those lusty wonders are brought about by a band that has been at it since 2006, with a few interruptions in between.
In other words, Entombed in Sewage is right with the rest of that noisome gang of human fallout worshippers. At this point, they won’t get to the grotesquely lofty heights of the recent Castrator offering, though. But they’re definitely right on par with biggies like Dying Fetus and their ilk. Meaning, you’ll get the roughened gurgling, the often somewhat thrashy riffs straight from the pit, the stomp and heavy chugging, and an abundance of blast beats. And an affinity to abject brutality that might not quite be at the (presumed) lofty heights of the fetus dudes, but is slowly getting there.1
But not all is as deliciously sumpy as it should be. In truth, the RMR crew wasn’t overly impressed by the wares on offer here. The record displays way too much mainstream aggression of the kind we somehow already heard somewhere. Even if tracks such as Order 66 add some spice by invoking the wrath of one Darth Vader. But he seems to be here without his Death Star this time, so he just becomes a walking breathing problem. And thinking of it, this track probably is one of the better ones with its blistering riffing on display. It sure beats items such as the Rusty Razor Rimjob by a few lightyears.
And so, as Entombed in Sweage noodles its way along the tracklist with much of the same muchness, you’re slowly getting ready to fall into a coma and slither down that slimy pipe into the pit to join the other bodies. Until the title track hits you with a thunderclap, that is. A short rat-infested intro and, wham, we’re in trve Brutal Death Metal territory. And that is what finally awoke the sleepy old geezers at the Review Desk. That sound is what this crew hungered for and only got a slice at the very end. A damn long wait to finally reach the filet piece of all them rotten innards.
Not that there weren’t some additional moments of sickly light in the midst of all that streamlined morass. The first track, fittingly called Parasitic Exsanguination, gave us some hope with its merciless roar, breakdowns into more ferocious depths, and an overabundance of guitar squeaks. And the band did indeed continue in the same vein right through Fetal Contamination Process, but in an ever-accelerating downwards slope.
And overabundance is the word describing Entombed in Sewage best. Lust of Decay truly tried to kill the beast by disgorging an avalanche of darkly glowing, obnoxious items from the smelly underbelly of the long-established repertoire of Brutal Death Metal. An endless stream of same, same, but different elements that, for sure, deliver proof of superior musical prowess. But as the wares on offer go, this crew was left hunting for more lascivious pastures.
Record Rating: 5/10 | Label: Comatose Music | Web: Official Band Site
Release Date: 12 December 2025
- Now, Fetus didn’t quite impress us, either. Or not at all. -Ed.-↩