Synthesizes the scent of exhumed corpse, exquisite carcass, or even your oldest arch enemy. This is a fucking jaunty journey into death via melodic gouts of purulence and mincing bowel erosion. I wouldn't file Consumption under Carcass clone as they're more a bricolage of synthesized techniques and fetid feel; Pharmacist they are not. There are wisps of the victory-by-nightmare aesthetic of Hooded Menace in here as well, with righteous shreds of coherent, memorable melody on top of the meaty underlayment. Just yes.