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xTPDSx returns with a compilation of previously unreleased works dating from 2006 - 2014. All material features genres like Death Metal, Metalcore, Thrash, Deathcore, Black Metal, Acoustic and some combinations of each.

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released March 23, 2017

All material/art written/composed by AJ Sutton.


#15 What Used To Be, is dedicated to my maternal grandmother, and the grief endured.

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The Patient Died Suddenly Tampa, Florida

"...brilliantly incorporates many different styles of music into his deathgrind such as blues-rock, black metal, indie, and mathcore." -TheCirclePit

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Track Name: Empire Of The Dead
It strikes with devastation

A holocaust, from the womb of the earth
To dismantle the populace.
Airborne disease, no means of escape
The Ancients will make their mark.

Upon first contact, your body is unstable
Convulsing with hatred and anger for the earth
The infection courses deep inside your veins
The smell of flesh becomes apparent to your taste

You are becoming a semblance of life
Will-less and devoid of human affection

The virus mutates, and you fall down to your knees
Lesions sprout from self-inflected lacerations
It festers, killing neurons in your brain
Molecular decomposition.

You are imprisoned in your sub-conscious
Death becomes the waking remnant of your life.

This infectious disease has taken control of over half the earth
No form of hope, No political rule, no life.

The new world order of necrotic living organisms.
An empire of the dead has become our fate.
Co-existence is futile, accept what is to be.

The hordes of the dead rip through our flesh
We have been damned to the earth.
Forever to sate a growing hunger.

We are the ones, the walkers of the night
Not living or dying. For we are already dead.
Murdering the living, to devour without progression.

A holocaust, born from the womb of the earth
To dismantle the human affliction
Airborne disease, no means of escape
The Ancients have made their mark.