American atmospheric doom/dark ambient solo project Maelmord Forest unleashed new EP »Neurospace (The Gods Of Sonic Divinity)«

American atmospheric doom/dark ambient solo project Maelmord Forest by Decomposed Dave Coats (Pale Fallen Dead, Within Death’s Kingdom) presents new EP, »Neurospace (The Gods Of Sonic Divinity)«, which was released on April 1st, 2026.

Tracklist:
01. Sometimes Its Scary Out There (Intro)
02. Neurospace (Part 1)
03. Neurospace (Part 2)
04. Neurospace (Part 3)
05. The Creeping Mind Spiral Begins (Outro)

Maelmord Forest is an atmospheric doom/dark ambient one-man band from Catoosa, Oklahoma.

All lyrics and music wrote and recorded by Decomposed Dave Coats.

Decomposed Dave comments: “Neurosis is my favorite band of all time, followed close by Type O Negative, anyways so when they announced Neurosis was back and they dropped a secret album it motivated me to create this EP in honor of their new album, This ep will eventually be available on my Bandcamp, it like the EP before it will not be released on tape or cd, but the full length im currently working on will be available on tape next year…

This EP is dedicated to the members of Neurosis (including Scott, I hope he got help, I hope his family is healing) and its a thank you to Aaron Turner, such an amazing talent stepping into some really big shoes, thank you for helping breathe new life back into Neurosis.”

…Buried in torn apart time…

From the grave now rise, sonically traversing minds

Back to a calling within given by the dead, void nothingness, rising through the night sky, guided by and bled through stars like eyes, A small light to those drowning in darkness, 4 and 6 string threads stitching soul wounds as scar turns to stone, old now deceased, A voice to be heard since my mind first opened, a world now dying all but a distant anemic hope frozen

Together the tribe writhes in shadows, crawling across decomposed corpse dust and broken glass, rocks shaped by the winds and time decaying a final warped chance, teeth, bone and steel carved sharp within cracked and stained hands, we scream at the moon as we watch it all burn, footprints in the ashes of man, extinguished because no one ever learns.

The fading of mankind multiple pyres alight, as it wilts away, hide now within the grey, away from the light, you’ve come home, chasing the madness away, if only for a fleeting Moment, eyes shut ears open thousand yard stare within the mind as all of mankind murders itself, the hands of gods crafting sonic oblivion, the burning times consuming.

Bojan Bidovc // music enthusiast, promoter, misanthrop and sometimes a journalist as well