Sickciety b/w Nature's Revenge on the Ill Minded

by Stochastic Reaper

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1.	Sickciety 06:03	lyrics	buy track
Filled with illusions and lies that you are free, being a family yet lacking the key. The rules have been set and now are enforced, an unhappy marriage that can’t be divorced. We wake up tired every morning. From the moats, one hears mourning. More fall off, depressed with anxiety, enslaved by this Sickciety. The aggressive are the chosen ones, masses obliged to obey their guns. Their greed is desired bliss, pray to the banks, the modern abbeys. Miscalculated by the economist, preaching as science, follow the mist! Professed as the new-age prophet, run into war, crave only profit. Recklessly Worshit the endless debt, dead bodies are planted with every step. Growing cruelty from the ground, more careless monsters can be found. Humanity is dying in this Sickciety, detached from the earth, lose the entirety. Choking on junk food in front of the screen, manmade destruction occluding the green. Longing too long for rest, bow on your knees, praise the forest! Plead to the trees for forgiveness, become wise, become needless. Declare gain over! Rise up, going lower. Open yourself to the lore, need less to be more!
2.	Nature's Revenge on the Ill Minded 05:39	lyrics	buy track
1. The sick fight for the privilege to kill the weak, to eat dead bodies seven times a week. Survivors learn to ignore the mess! Hide killing animals and destroying the wilderness. Brutality reigns on every side. What killers call advancement is always just genocide. Chorus We are the animals, we are the wilderness! Mass suicide Wet dream of wet market Nightmare in slaughterhouse Interspecies mutation Wet dream of free market Whole life daymare Intraspecies mutilation Diseased blindly believe evil has no consequence. The only relief is stopping the violence. 2. Mighty yet retarded beast puts you in a small cage, despite your dignity, despite your rage. The other animals above shit on your head. Your frustration grows, while life becomes dead. When a wealthy consumer lusts for blood, a butcher liberates you from the prison, and cuts your throat open with a knife. Red spills all over for “higher” (t)reason! You’re finally free from the torture. Your flesh is being carved and fried by an unaware poacher. The dirty business is done. We get what we deserve: the deadly virus, heartless image of us. Nature’s revenge on the ill minded, cute baby murderer is plaguing the masses. No pills can cure the so-called “culture”. Nature is claiming its rights, which “civilization” has failed to nurture. The disease is our sick morals. Chorus

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Vocals / Vokály: Jakub Urbanec
Guitar / Kytara: Sarah Lehoux
Drums / Bicí: Michal Štancl
Bass / Basa: Jeffrey Parrott

Lyrics / Texty: Jakub Urbanec
Music / Hudba: Stochastic Reaper
Cover art / Obaly alb: Jakub Jan Slováček
Drum programming / Programování bicích: Sarah Lehoux

Written, recorded, and produced under lockdown Spring 2020 to Spring 2021 in Olomouc, Czechia / Skládáno, nahráváno a tvořeno v lockdownu od jara 2020 do jara 2021 v Olomouci v Česku

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released May 1, 2021

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Stochastic Reaper Olomouc, Czechia

Stochastic Reaper professed the end of days from 2016 to 2023. Musically, they have harvested inspiration from doom, grind, death, and black metal, while their lyrics represent the overwhelming poetry of omnipresent extinction. The international trio (CZ, US, FR) is currently on indefinite hiatus but is preparing to release their first and final full length conceptual album, titled *The Wheel* = ... more