***Contorted and anguished. Blissed-out and serene. Spasmodic impulses forcing irregular lurches and twitches. There are infinite shades and varieties of death, and yet its certainty and mystery terrify the human soul to its core. Anatomia breathes in the foul stench produced by this final state of human existence and spews it back at the listener. The band’s Death Doom sound captures perfectly the cold immobile grip of mortal expiration. Having evolved out of the decrepit corpus of TRANSGRESSOR, a band that is highly regarded yet rarely mentioned.