AVERSED - Lucid Decapitation (Official Music Video)

"Lucid Decapitation" from Aversed's new album, 'Erasure of Color,' out March 21, 2025 Pre-Order Erasure of Color here: https://lnk.to/aversed From the band: "In 1905, a French physician, Dr. Jacques Beaurieux, performed an experiment on prisoners condemned to die by guillotine. Immediately after his subjects were decapitated, he called out their names seeking to determine to what extent and for how long consciousness remained in their detached skulls. In “Lucid Decapitation”, we explore the horrifying prospect of being subjected to such a test, and our world’s hunger for knowledge, regardless of the cost. What does it feel like to be a head, detached from your body? Can science ever be justified in performing such grisly experiments?" Video by Malcolm Pugh _______________________________ AVERSED is: Sarah Hartman - Vocals Sungwoo Jeong - Guitars Alden Marchand - Guitars Martin Epstein - Bass Jeff Saltzman - Drums _______________________________ / aversedmetal / aversedmetal https://aversed.bandcamp.com/music LYRICS: Strapped down Cold sweat on the gurney Furrowed sockets gaze down on you Shepherded through the hallways To the experimentation chamber Bated observers seek our reward Dull strength rips sinew, severs bone Crimson spray, orgasmic blade Praise to the savior For He wields the razor We seek when life, exits mind Praise to the savior For He wields the razor We wreak the end of all mankind Solo: Marchand Fingers ply for recognition from your dimming eyes They fix themselves on mine Lucid spasmodic faculties Under control, undeniable! More flesh necessary To confirm these conclusions Praise to the savior For He wields the razor We seek when life exits your mind Exits your mind Blinded Omnidimensional Infinite Absolute Agony Feel the blade Saturating All synapses fire Disembodied, spectate from above Approach the white light, rising Is this considered life? Solo: Marchand Mortality, each execution closer to mastery I cannot contain a smile God trembles in fear of me Praise to the savior For He wields the razor We seek when life exits mind Praise to your savior For I wield the razor I seek your end for my pastime Please, doctor! Nerves on fire Let the mind expire