"Decarnated" drifts in a liminal haze, where the physical and the spectral intertwine. Pulsing rhythms emerge like distant signals, decayed yet insistent, while fragmented melodies flicker between states of dissolution and resurgence. There’s a sense of something shedding its form—not quite alive, not quite gone—hovering in the space between decay and rebirth. The sound is tactile yet elusive, as if grasping at a memory that refuses to settle. It doesn’t resolve; it lingers, vibrating in the hollow where flesh once was.