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Apocapitalistic Clash
06:25
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Grey-toned clouds
slowly haunted by
growing night.
Darkness falling
on the ground
at the end of days.
Eternal beauty
pushing away
hostile humans.
Before tomorrow,
we’re depleting
the sunrise to marrow
for their gain.
Cannibals moan
over the earth’s bones,
eaten alive.
Dying trees,
leafless branches
shaping the sky.
Wisely rattle,
in this lethal battle,
humankind losing all the time.
Twisted beliefs,
misleading.
Power is hate
and hate is power.
Draining the planet,
exploiting the lower.
Twisting beliefs
into shattered leaves.
Mesmerized masses
worship idols and idol(lar)s.
While ruling classes
forge us iron collars.
Twisted beliefs
forced by monetarists.
Their killing machine,
one can’t compete.
Stay apathetic,
enslavement’s complete.
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Stochastic Reaper
05:32
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Since we closed our eye
ignorance dominates.
Until your lie
lies in the coffin,
future fades,
rotting and coughing.
Stochastic Reaper
takes you to the void
with a ruthless look.
You can’t erase sick deeds
carved in the terminal book.
Behind the time and space curtain,
before full consciousness is achieved.
Dying seems unjust.
Teased to know,
when you leave
mundane purgatory.
We’re all doomed
to a random end.
Violence,
disease,
catastrophe,
countless victims,
death won’t choke!
Death won’t joke!
We’re mute,
without a weapon,
the finite facing obscurity.
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3. |
Lack of Painkillers
08:59
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1.
Won‘t bring you to this vengeful society,
our child, don‘t want you to feel the pain
from falling down when you just managed to stand up,
when the bullies punch and kick you in the face.
And your ethereal friends
occupy a different space.
The religious, the ridiculous,
preach you deserve the wrath,
that violence is the sacred path.
Pathology with no apology!
Parents bring you up as worthless,
and teachers do the same.
Since you were small you feel lame.
So you learn how to bend the spine,
and though thinking of the divine,
you are deprived of dreams and desires.
So you learn how to bend the spine.
2.
Won’t bring you to this toxic atmosphere,
our child, don’t want you to breathe the pain
when you choke on a deadly gas and neither East nor West cares,
watching you drown in the Mediterranean Sea.
The continents are flooded
with acidic hate.
Is this the Almighty's wish
and our ultimate fate?
Bombs tear apart paralyzed humans
in their apartments.
Backward savages
torture innocent people,
rape children and women...
so they learn how to bend the spine,
and though thinking of the divine,
they are deprived of basic human rights.
So they learn how to bend the spine.
3.
Won’t bring you to this bestial torture machine,
our child, don’t want you to go through the pain.
Life on earth is full-time drudgery and suffering
that neither leaders nor seers can ever explain.
Voices of compassion,
tyrants preventively punish.
If we give up resistance,
the conscience will vanish!
We won’t learn how to
bend the spine!
Realizing we’re divine,
we defend human rights,
reach dreams and desires!
All beings living in peace is the measure,
we’d rather die than lose these common pleasures.
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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
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