Sunshine Blind by ICK

The planet slowly rots away as its dumbfounded, psychologically sterilized denizens stare into the reeking void, which leaks everflowing filth into their gaping gullets... begging for relief from their own morbid actions. The decisions the individual makes reflect the decisions of one's species, a catalyst for a doomed march into oblivion, markedly more pathetic with each passing year. The bloated corpo-death machine gloats, severing all ties humanity once had with the very nature that birthed it. Replaced with self-destruction, parasitic greed and conflagrant self-importance.

The supposed inherent value of life lying in its investment in that which comes after... however that which comes after seems to degrade significantly with each passing generation. In a world where life, especially that of another is considered as cheap as the dirt we stand on - littered with toxic, cancer-causing heavy metals and microplastics - the only true value one can align with is the struggle itself. To fight. To thrash violently against the ever-ebbing tide, and pray for that sweet cathartic release.

Jehovah... Christ... Allah... all dethroned, replaced by the new gods: Exxon-Mobile, Nestle, Coca-Cola. Blasphemy will soon be a crime punishable by death, as the crowds cheer on for torture and desecration, as we stand united once again with our environment through sheer obliteration and shared agony. Sustainability? Justice? Security? Dreams of fiction. Suppress yourself, don't fight back. It will all be over soon.

- SUNSHINE BLIND -

LOUD AS SHIT - ICKY AS SHIT