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Sociopathic Mixtape, Vol. 3

by Various Artists

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They weren't bred beneath you, their bloods as pure as yours captive in retribution, to pay for debt from war thousands of plauges to kill you, immune to those that save a small casket of children, leaving their weeping in our wake blanking staring, sickly watching their lives end abrupt genocide (genocide) swallowed by time our time now new Plan.... one fell silent ( I wonder if they prayed for death) two fell silent (Seeking hate in other ways) three fell silent( Slaughtered by a comacozi) we fell silent (Watching earth and all the world fall)
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It sure was nice of Jesus to take time away from ignoring Ethnic cleansing genocide and famine bloated children. Or regrowing limbs for landmine victims To help you score that touchdown To help you find your keys To help you land that promotion. Is it that he can't? Or is it that he won't? Wake up. Wake the fuck up. The truth weighs nothing. Travel light. Be unburdened.
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Freedom Stripped from you Force fed Nothingness Global Genocide Only Death Remains Force fed Misled
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(((((GERMAN LYRICS))))) zerfressen von der Menschheit dürstet es mich nach Vergeltung, Leid und Gewalt Ein Stechen peinigt meinen kraftlosen Körper von der ermüdenden Wahrheit gefangen SCHAFF ICH ES NICHT, endlich ans Ende zu gelangen zu lange allein in der Dunkelheit gefangen zu schwach - zu kalt - für die Menschheit Nix gibt mir Kraft - diesen Kampf zu führen Ich hege bloß Hass gegen diese falsche Welt soll sie doch brennen SOLL ICH DOCH BRENNEN soll sie doch brennen soll ich doch brennen mir egal am Ende meiner Kraft, find´ ich EIN WENIG HALT Meine Wut - macht mich stark - macht mich geil ihr habt mich dazu gemacht stellt euch eurem Werk brennt mich nieder oder fügt euch meinem ZORN ihr werdet brennen MICH ZERREISST'S ((((("ROUGH" ENGLISH TRANSLATION))))) eaten by mankind hungry for me Retribution, suffering and violence A stinging tantalizes my limp body prisoner of the tiring truth SHEEP DO IT NOT, finally to reach the end trapped alone for too long in the dark too weak - too cold - for humanity Nothing gives me strength - to fight this battle I cherish just hatred against this false world they shall burn it SHOULD I STILL BURN IT they shall burn it I shall burn it I do not care at the end of my strength, I find A LITTLE MAINTENANCE My anger - strengthens me - makes me horny you have made ​​me to provides you your business burns me or you add my WRATH you will burn TEARING ME!!
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Death is all about this life Guilty of deceit To this society Punishment is here Working, dying Choices restrained Living, lying Loveless and stained I am about to die Just for my own peace of mind Humanity's slaughterhall The working class crusade Bury me breathing A smothered organized scream Concrete parking lots ensure decades of decay Mankind's deathtrap It's the working class crusade Silence, concrete pavements Rapture, daytime jobs Decay Tired eyes Loveless Satiated lives Living is dying Sleeping is dying Eating is dying Dreaming is dying Working is dying Walking is dying Talking is dying Reading is dying Suckers keep trying...
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Private risks become social debts, Never forgive, never forget... Massive cuts due to their mistakes, How much shit from them will we take? Take them by the necks, Kill the suits who wrote the cheques, Unaccountable until the end, Stab the cunts with ball-point pens
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Eins og huglaus skepna skríður ógnin úr dvala. Hægum skrefum nálgast hún fjöldann. Þegar öll von er glötuð og lífsgleði flogin á brott Dagar verða aðeins til þess eins að telja niður, til dómsdags. Í fráhvarfi ljóss, myrkur lifnar við. Gjörðir óeirðamanna, upphaf þrots og hremmingar. Andlát gæfu og farsældar. Almúgi brennimerktur sekur.
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We’re on the run so clench your throat and a gun When they slaughtered my family, went and woke another part of me Teach me how to clean tonight. Wipe up the floor with Stansfield’s spine. Teach me how to clean tonight. Wipe up the floor with Stansfield’s spine. They’re coming tonight I can feel it inside. There’s nothing to do but put up a fight. When the odds are down and the stakes are high An RPG is the final sign. Caress your neck and feel my breath. Cling to every word and never forget Time to pull the pin and savor what is left This is from mathilda…said with his last breath
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Black paint is peeling from the inside of a face Worn as a mask to cover the naked mind It's all lies and subterfuge, smoke and mirrors Life for sale, 1 owner, badly soiled and stained Fuck it up the ass, I do not want it Take me back I'm done with it How damn wrong can your whole goddamn life be? You call it gift but I call it dirt You hear me, God? Go fuck yourself! You might be God but it do not mean shit to me! The Last remnants of a dream That's been bound and gagged then fucking died Lose your head and it can really blow your mind Locust plague haemorrhage, hands of blood and piss I'll be motherfucker, king in the latrine So place your bets, I'll take your bets No time for tears and no regrets Just hate yourself for what you don't have the balls to be When it's all unraveling So Dionysian, ecstatic Talking to God with a microphone made of steel No regrets, no regrets Naked and bleeding but no regrets Live now only for the day when you can sleep forever No more giving your love away like so much cheap wine The air screams, no tears The air bleeds, no tears And no coming back No regrets, no regrets Just the rest of forever and no regrets Seeking wretched oblivion Oh god, oblivion be blessed Oh god, all the crying and all the useless rain The air screams, no tears The air bleeds, no tears And no coming back Part of the deal, you knew the possibilities Aware, of sound mind and fucked You wanted all this porcelain You always knew it could be cracked And now it's finally smashed It's finally broken beyond repair Spilled milk runs red one ticket to hell please HAHA! NO COMING BACK!
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From the white perspective having kids is wrong, for those who can’t support themselves, Shouldn’t start a family. But who will fight tomorrow’s fight? How can we pass down all that we’ve learnt? It’s a thought that’s often too late. We aren’t the youth anymore, No sense, when all we do is fuck!
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je veux te faire mal plus mal qu'une balle dans le bide j'ai du feu dans les veines de la lave dans la carotide et je rêve de la tienne et de moi qui la vide parait-il que le sang de salope est un bon combustible. brule toi et ton nom, comme tout ces souvenirs qui pourrissent sous mon front, reviennent comme des flashs, me donnent des pulsions, commettre un seul meurtre: en aimer la vision. j'arracherai ton visage comme on déchire une page je rêve de tes cris de ton sang de tes larmes de ton corps en fusion sous une pluie de napalm j'oublierai tout de toi jusqu'à ce sang qui inonde mes doigts jusqu'à tes cendres que le vent balaiera et la raison pour laquelle tu n'existes pas.
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We were born to be hanged by scary, callous decisions. Barbed-wired and shut down just to fit in the lines. Systemized to forget how the real beauty of life ended. Where a man puts a tag on men and shouts for sale! We are for sale! (As he shouts). We are for sale! (As we kowtow), for a sale! This city is bleeding amongst the others. Way ahead of its death - long fucking gone to your hell.
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You're not an artist, you just have a Tumblr!
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8am, light-spinning, dog's howling... Thunder! I walk into the bathroom, kneel down and honk. An eyeball rises to the surface. It stares up at me, puckers its lids, and whistles a beam of light into my stomach. 11am, I wake up face down next to the toilet. Without looking, I reach up and flush. My belly button is covered with some kind of goo. I feel the warmth of the sunlight from the window. Without hesitation, I smash it and jump through. 2pm, I'm breathing fast. Can't stop staring at the sun. Feels like it's getting darker. My stomach is swollen and I can't open my eyes., but I'm seeing something. My fingers look down, as I look up. They bury themselves in the cool dark soil. 8pm, my head is underground. With my back arched, my limbs are like the roots of an alien plant. Only my stomach remains above the earth. I feel it ripping open and suddenly I see the heavens.
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cog-wheels roll through frozen moments slicing up the monotonous landscapes parting earth and sky the process of decomposition initialized like flies on rotting still lifes watching and waiting... behind the horizon the final cut is made... like the beheading of god.
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For far too long now have i been blind Living my life along the lies The life we have is but one Spend it dying! Go forth and die! Crushing noise consumes all A brutal mind attack, senses burn Innards twist and bowels churn The mask of life removed, death revealed Sweat and blood splattered everywhere The living reanimated Hailing the sound of death It brings something out. they feel alive Coupled with self-destruction Spirits ascend from their graves Obscure reality macabre an d absurd No turning back
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Psychologist / Priest / Politician / Trepalium / You / Me, In need of extreme sensations You can fuck your dirty life. While listening to our madness, frustrations Still you remain with your ordinary life! Daddy's happy You are the fucked up one! Eating your fucking shit After pissing on my life Like me after washing hands covered in spit! Making money for the god of profit Buying (your) security from society's greed What will I eat today, while the children Are dying from hunger! Learn to respect everybody… and commit suicide In the silence of a school learn… to glorify yourself Preach the morals… that apply to everyone but you The pathetic embodiment of a silly jerk deified! Guilty of being the devil's son Classified plague stricken to the bone You can judge me but when looking out the window Daddy's happy!!
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Willingly fall under foot and drone Without illuminated perception WRITHE Begin dissolving into lifeless mass Resigned to inherent fate Trusting in frivolous enlightenment WRITHE Tonge swelling choking Nails curling splitting Spine coiling cracking Teeth gnashing chipping Hide boiling peeling Eyes burning closing Mind fractured dimming Frail anima wilting Abomination of mentality Pneuma decays in apathetic discord
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{*****CZECH LYRICS*****} Neèekané vniknutí, moment pøekvapení. Rychlost výstøelù, anonymní usmrcení. Pasáci, kurvy, veksláci? Netvoøí se výjimky. Nutnost popravy, svinstva u sklínky. Zašlápnutá v budoucnosti trpí pøítomnost. Materiální zaslepenost, zoufalství a zlost. Hloubka bytí se ztrácí v rychlosti, v každodenních radostech, v každodenní krutosti. Zahoditi zaslepenost. Zoufalství i zlost. Odjistit si samopal, vraždit pro radost! {*****ENGLISH TRANSLATION*****} (song title: "The Necessity of Executions") Burst into the nightclub The moment of surprise The rate of shots Anonymous destruction Pimps, whores, usurers? No exceptions The necessity of execution Of filth with goblet. The present time is downtrodden In future, he's gonna suffer Material blindness Despair and anger The depth of being Is losing in rapidity In everyday pleasure In everyday cruelty To throw out blindness Despair and anger To prepare submachine gun To murder for joy!
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Pro sports is more than entertainment, It's fans portraying unfinished dreams of heroism. Rooting for their favorite teams, They pin their lost dreams, Their feelings of inadequacy gives authority to sports stars, As the game hangs in the balance...so does happiness Opposing teams symbolize the obstacles in life that prevent you from attaining your concept of success... You hate them...the NFL commands you! Fill our stadiums or....your dreams will not be televised. Ticket prices justified by people's need for paragons, Fans, They love to deify...giving way to enormous salaries, Life passes you by as a spectator, If your team loses....blame follows anger.
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ambang kematian didepan mata dengan sedikit waktu menjemput ajal dunia sudah kelam tertimbun dosa alam memberi tanda dunia kan binasa satu per satu tanda akhir jaman telah datang kini kuberpijak (2X) pada poros kematian kita semua akan binasa dunia gelap yang berkobar dan berkuasa murka dusta dosa zina menjadi sekutu sang setan pertempuran kekal setan malaikat takkan berakhir biarkan diri ini terbang melayang diatas kemurkaan tuhan
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hydrogen depletes, critical level breached insufficient heat, longing for defeat ignition, ascension multiplying gravity unattainable escape velocity second law, maximum entropy frozen energy nothing further can be extracted space and time distortions annihilation is mutual growing near, blackened sphere light disappears, constant state of fear as I cross the radius staring into emptiness passing through the esophagus reversal of time reilluminate I regain my hate watching myself fall the greatest joy of all
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"do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!" NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS fuck this farce it's time I seize my knife rescuing isn't enough the quenching lust is ripe no sacrifices have been made no no no punishment is delayed "do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!" NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS twisting necks - contort limbs - now throw him off the tower
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Flesh grips flesh | Illusion | Some kind of conceit | Behind the fixed stone ocular | A prophesy of vile obscurity | Sinew drapes from menial cartilage | A fantasy of bile disgorge | An acute connected | Deep seeded affliction | To possess and divest the servile and pitiful | Carve the hate | Sculpt the mass | Create the end | Pride discern | Flesh grinding flesh and blood runs cold | Flood the wound with distaste | Monotonous voracity | Perpetual excess | Born from bone here I stay in obscurity | Bound by blood here I breath in obscurity | Carve the hate | Sculpt the mass | Create the end | Pride discern
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Your narrow chain of command Suspending corrupted details Vapid heaven upheld on earth For superficial minds Completely distraught into upholding the endless tide of reason Perched at the gates to your own private part of a fictional heaven Condemning beats without souls compromise this massive brainwashed herd being led to slaughter.
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When the idea of creating mixtape compilations involving underground & extreme metal as a means of helping to promote phenomenal bands who we collectively feel are criminally underrated or overlooked came to certain members of the Sociopathic Team, nobody could have ever imagined just how massively positive the community's response would become almost instantaneously. The first installment's popularity and number of downloads elevated the mix to an unimaginable level; it took approximately two weeks after its release for Vol. 1 to rival "big name" metal label releases. Upon searching for the most popular albums under the tags "grindcore", "death metal", & "black metal" here on Bandcamp, both Vol. 1 and Vol. 2 could be found within the top 5 - 10 spots. This wouldn't have ever happened without the support of the extreme metal community; it clearly consists of the greatest, most passionate fans of ANY music genre and for that we are infinitely grateful. But let's not forget none of this would have come to fruition without the bands also being enthusiastic and more supportive than anyone could ask for.

Without further adieu, Sociopathic Sound is proud to offer all of our wonderful supporters what we feel is the pinnacle of The Sociopathic Mixtape Series thus far; volume 3 consists of 81 bands who all, in one way or another, fit into the realm of "extreme metal". This installment is the most comprehensive in terms of the many genres it includes, which is precisely how we hoped it would end up being. Countless hours of work was put into this and we are happy to report that EVERY single band we aspired to represent has a place on this compilation.

Sociopathic Mixtape, Vol. 3 is dedicated to the fans, the bands, and the extreme/underground metal community as a whole. Everyone is sure to discover many new bands who you'll no doubt fall in love with, and while it's doubtful that every single individual who downloads this mixtape will adore all 81 songs/artists, we ask that you keep an open mind while listening to the vast array of metal found herein.

It goes without saying that if you enjoy a particular band, follow the links we have provided to keep up to date with new happenings, tour dates, album releases, and other pertinent information which is all right at your fingertips. The vast majority of these artists have Facebook & other social media pages, so go "LIKE" them, buy their merchandise, support them by attending shows and spreading their name amongst your friends, family, co-workers, and even the random people you meet at shows who, like all of us, are dedicated to learning about the best that the extreme metal scene has to offer. Trends may come and go, even within the spectrum of metal, but every one of the bands found on The Mixtape Series Volumes 1, 2, and 3 are here to stay, whether in their current incarnation or moving onto other projects in the same vein.

Please note the incredible effort which was put into this volume has a purpose behind it; our initial goal was to build a significant audience base prior to officially launching the main [dot com] website; it has been completed yet sitting "in limbo" since May, as we patiently awaited for enough fans & bands to recognize the Sociopathic Sound "brand". That said, this will be the final mixtape we compile for a bit of time because our focus now switches gears towards the main site. All that we have promised and more is soon to come and we hope you all continue to follow us in the pursuit of a more cohesive community; one where intellectual discourse takes precedence over inane & immature arguments that only create division amongst a community that once thrived in unity, sharing a mutual and collective passion for & dedication to our beloved form of music.

Share this album. Support the bands, the scene, and one another. If any fan, band, label, or promotional company wishes to get in touch with Sociopathic Sound, our various email addresses are listed under the descriptions for Volumes 1 & 2; you can also find us on almost every social media network out there. Most importantly, within the coming weeks, we invite you to join us at:

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-The Sociopathic Team

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released September 14, 2012

©Sociopathic Sound 2012

*All songs found herein have been used in full compliance with copyright laws, as The Sociopathic Team worked for endless hours exchanging emails, private messages, and phone calls in order to receive permission directly from each band and/or label representative. Any label, manager, or other relevant authority figure of the industry who wishes to question the legality of Sociopathic Sound's use of any track on this compilation should contact the band (or in some cases the label to which a band is signed) to confirm the truthfulness and accuracy of this statement.

*While this is a 100% FREE compilation meant for promotional purposes, every song featured is subject to United States Federal Copyright Laws. Moreover, every band listed possesses sole ownership of the song which they have offered. Sociopathic Sound has taken no part in the writing, producing, or ownership of the intellectual property on this mixtape.

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A DIY project three years in the making, Sociopathic Sound Records has at last experienced its becoming. Emphatic & unrivaled is our collective passion for extreme music. Determined, we seek to change the archaic, exploitative business model(s) of old by shifting focus back to the artists; to bolster growth, abet success, and reinvigorate the entire metal community & all those involved on a whole. ... more

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