Choking on Bile
Devourment Lyrics


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Creeping through the dark streets
enter the morgue with a hunger for meat
fuck the newly deceased I need the ones that been dead for ten weeks

Tearing and gashing a limbless torso
Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh
The next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately
Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
Violently, biting, chomping, gnawing on filthy meat
gore soaked, drooling pus, satisfied but not content. To my delight I find and infant corpse without a head.

I begin to feel bile collect in my throat
this liquid filled infant is sure to please me.
I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
I'll begin with the heart then devour the rest.

Coughing up rancid pieces of meat
pus drip my hose I start to feel weak
I proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
My insides along with the festering meat
A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
I slice my own neck as I start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my neck
blood pours from my face as I approach death

Blood churning out of my face
and spilling on the floor.
The pain intense yet, I still hunger for more
As I fall dying I grab handfuls of tainted meat
I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming
mounds of flesh

Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!

I lie dead amongst carnage
but this feast isn't complete
the vermin and maggots
will consume what's left of me
rats gnawing, bugs crawling
my dirty flesh is the feast
these insects and rats will reduce me to bones.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Devourment's "Choking on Bile" depict the gruesome actions of a cannibalistic character as he feeds his insatiable hunger by feasting on the decaying corpses of the dead. The song begins with the character sneaking through dark streets and entering a morgue where he seeks out the corpses that have been dead for ten weeks or more. He proceeds to tear apart limbless torsos, stuffing his face with grey flesh, and moving from corpse to corpse, biting, chomping, and gnawing on filthy meat, drooling pus and gore-soaked. The character seems delighted as he stumbles upon an infant corpse without a head, and threatens to thrust his knife into its chest, indulging in this gut-wrenching feast.


As the character gorges, he begins to choke on the flesh and feels bile collecting in his throat, yet feels an increased desire to consume more. He slices his own neck in desperation to stop choking and blood spills out of his face. Despite the pain and agony, the character still hungers for more, grabbing handfuls of tainted meat and insisting that he must gorge himself on these putrid steaming mounds of flesh. The song concludes as the character lies dead amongst carnage with vermin and maggots consuming what is left of his dirty flesh, reducing him to mere bones.


The lyrics are graphic and disturbing, and clearly depict an individual who is deeply troubled and consumed by his hunger for human flesh. The use of gore and violence in the song underscores the dark nature of this character's psychosis and the themes of insanity and disease that are present throughout. The lyrics are a commentary on mental illness, specifically on the depths of depravity that individuals can sink to when consumed by their illness.


Line by Line Meaning

Creeping through the dark streets
I'm sneaking around in the darkness of night


enter the morgue with a hunger for meat
I have a strong desire to eat flesh and I'm going to the morgue to get it


fuck the newly deceased I need the ones that been dead for ten weeks
I don't want fresh corpses, I want ones that have been rotting for ten weeks


Tearing and gashing a limbless torso
I'm ripping apart a body that has been dismembered


Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh
I'm eating greedily and hungrily, enjoying the taste of decomposed flesh


The next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately
I don't care who the victim was or how they died, I'm going to eat them anyway


Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
I'm going from one dead body to another, poking holes in them


Violently, biting, chomping, gnawing on filthy meat
I'm aggressively and fiercely biting, chewing, and nibbling on flesh that is dirty and rotten


gore soaked, drooling pus, satisfied but not content.
I'm covered in blood and other fluids from the corpses, drooling pus and quietly happy but still want more


To my delight I find and infant corpse without a head.
I'm happy to have found the corpse of a headless infant


I begin to feel bile collect in my throat
I start feeling sick as the food collects in my stomach


this liquid filled infant is sure to please me.
I'm eager to eat the liquid-filled corpse of the infant


I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
I stab my red knife into the chest of the partially decomposed infant


I'll begin with the heart then devour the rest.
I will start with the heart and eat the rest of the corpse


Coughing up rancid pieces of meat
Pieces of rotten flesh make me cough


pus drip my hose I start to feel weak
Pus drips out of my nose as I start to feel weak


I proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
I throw up the disgusting feast I have eaten


My insides along with the festering meat
My internal organs come out along with the rotting meat I vomit


A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
A piece of my intestine is stuck in my throat


I slice my own neck as I start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my neck
I cut my own neck as I'm choking, causing my stomach acid and blood vessels to spill out


blood pours from my face as I approach death
Blood is flowing out of my face as I near death


Blood churning out of my face
Blood is flowing and gushing out of my face


and spilling on the floor.
The blood is falling onto the ground


The pain intense yet, I still hunger for more
Even though the pain is severe, I still crave more flesh to eat


As I fall dying I grab handfuls of tainted meat
As I'm dying, I take chunks of the infected meat


I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming
I have an urgent need to devour the stinking and rotting meat


mounds of flesh
All the mounds of flesh around me


Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
I'm choking on the meat of the dead and insane as a result


I lie dead amongst carnage
I'm lying dead among the bloody remains of destruction


but this feast isn't complete
My meal isn't over yet


the vermin and maggots
Rats and other bugs


will consume what's left of me
They will eat all that remains of me


rats gnawing, bugs crawling
Rats are chewing and bugs are crawling all over me


my dirty flesh is the feast
My decomposing flesh is the food


these insects and rats will reduce me to bones.
The rats and bugs will leave nothing but my bones




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@MaharlikaAWA yes cause this is gay?

Creeping through the dark streets
enter the morgue with a hunger for meat
fuck the newly deceased I need the ones that been dead for ten weeks

Tearing and gashing a limbless torso
Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh
The next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately
Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
Violently, biting, chomping, gnawing on filthy meat
gore soaked, drooling pus, satisfied but not content. To my delight I find
and infant corpse without a head.

I begin to feel bile collect in my throat
this liquid filled infant is sure to please me.
I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
I'll begin with the heart then devour the rest.

Coughing up rancid pieces of meat
pus drip my hose I start to feel weak
I proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
My insides along with the festering meat
A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
I slice my own neck as I start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my
neck
blood pours from my face as I approach death

Blood churning out of my face
and spilling on the floor.
The pain intense yet, I still hunger for more
As I fall dying I grab handfuls of tainted meat
I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming
mounds of flesh

Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!
Choking, on the flesh, of the dead, Insanity is my disease!

I lie dead amongst carnage
but this feast isn't complete
the vermin and maggots
will consume what's left of me
rats gnawing, bugs crawling
my dirty flesh is the feast
these insects and rats will reduce me to bones.



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@ritual_homicide66

It’s still insane that we went from Elvis to Devourment in less than 50 years.

@vapordreams983

Chuck Berry is the real king of rock.

@NewCorpse

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@018music018

The 2:14 moment with a bpm drop, a noticeable shift in vocal tone, and that the vocal rhythm switching up...
One of the most disgusting musical moments I've ever heard. Isn't that the goal? New emotions/feelings in music? Devourment nailed it with this one.

@mitchsorenstain4343

It sounds insane my dude! But the best part imo is the riff from 1:39-1:51!
Literally best riff I have ever heard!
Anyway, have a great day :)

@ValentinTheMad

Somewhere out there, there's a morgue employee listening to this at work

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Holy shet didnt expect to find you here xd

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Me in the future lmao

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Here I am

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He worked as a night man only

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