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Age of the Apes explores the tragic trajectory of humanity — from primal origins to self-inflicted destruction. It is a stark reflection on evolution not as progress, but as an unending cycle of violence, power, and decay. This album questions the myth of “survival of the fittest” and unmasks it as a ruthless ideology that justifies cruelty and dominance.

From the first upright step of the ape to the devastating consequences of war, technology, and greed, it holds a mirror to our collective psyche and societal failures. It reveals the paradox of human intellect and brutality — how the crown of civilization is often forged with the blood of the weak.

Drawing on the shadows of history and the whispers of nature’s wrath, Age of the Apes warns: evolution without empathy is a path to inevitable collapse.

“Man is the cruelest animal.” — Friedrich Nietzsche
“The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.” — Stephen Hawking
“We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in — standing still inside.” — Charlie Chaplin

This is an urgent call to confront who we truly are before the last chapter closes.


Vocals: Sascha Häusler, Lisa Lex, Raphaela Hartmann, Andy Green
Guitar: Andy Green, Sascha Häusler, Lisa Lex
Synths, Programming & Drums Raphaela Hartmann
Bass: Thomas Kaiser
Raffaela Espinosa – Flamenco-Guitar
Noriko Mori – Koto & Taishōgoto & Shamisen

Concept & Lyrics: Sascha Häusler 

Age of the Apes

Nowhere Feels Like Home

"Are you feeling sad, broken, or simply inconvenient?
Try our patented little lie..."
 ...
Side effects include:
Addiction, sedation, soul death, smile imitation.

Here, take this pill - it fixes your “mood.”
Don't ask questions, just swallow the truth.
Feel a little dead inside? That’s normal now.
Just keep showing teeth - we love that smile.

Prescribe the fog, then blame the haze,
Dull the fire, then call it grace.
You’re not healing - you’re sedated clean,
A puppet pulled by dopamine machines.

“Better” looks good in a pillbox case.
Numb is the new holy place.
They don’t want you whole, just quiet and tamed -
Mental health… now trademarked and named.

Pretty pills, plastic smiles -
Wrap the pain in corporate style.
One-size-fits-all for your fucked-up head,
Just smile wide while you wish you were dead.

White coats, fake hope -
Sell the silence, dose by dose.
You're not cured - you're controlled.
Mental health, bought and sold.

Welcome to the clinic, where the pain’s on lease,
Sign your name, now you’re owned by peace.
You ain’t a person - you’re a stat, a case.
Treat the symptom, erase the face.

No therapy, just therapy ads,
"Talk to your doc!" while you're going mad.
They label you fast so they can med you slow,
Then gaslight your soul while your feelings go.

I don’t need another pill,
I need to scream.
I need someone who hears the silence -
And doesn't drug the dream.

Pretty pills, plastic smiles -
Line us up in sterile aisles.
Hearts on hold, minds on mute,
They treat the pain, then steal the root.

Branded grief, bottled tears,
Patented trauma, sold for years.
I’m not healing in your file.
I’m not a number.
I’m not your style.

This ain’t medicine -
It’s a muzzle.
This ain’t balance -
It’s a fucking puzzle.
I don’t want numb -
I want truth.
But you sell comfort
Like a fucking noose.

Smiling… but screaming.
Stable… but dreaming.
Alive… but where?

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