"On their second album, this proudly gratuitous Philadelphia quartet dives headlong into extreme gore and extreme sonics, making a real-life mess of death ... It's tempting to dismiss Humiliation as a mere edgelord monument, propaganda with no core. But you're missing the point: Even if you're incapable or uninterested in hurting anything, your internal life can feel ravaged and violent and chaotic. Pissgrave's utter depravity proudly maps those feelings on Posthumous Humiliation; some days, this mess may be the only thing that makes sense".